stfu

I don’t even know what to write.
2:44am, can’t really sleep as usual. I have too much to worry about, too much on my mind, its never going to go away…
I wish something or someone would just fucking kill me…
I should soon really be making arrangements for my mum to live somewhere with someone else, she has some old friends she could stay with, technically.
I’m not getting any better at my shit job and my memory is getting worse… slowly.
Gosh yes please kill me
I already know I’m a bad daughter but I can’t really do this much longer. I can’t really help care for her much longer. So honestly she’s better off without me and better off with more capable and useful people. She’ll probably have a better time with them anyway.
Listening to chillwave right now because I’m trying to THINK here. Grrrr…
Then I guess I’ll live with my ex for quite a while if he ends up getting his own place (I hope so). At least I won’t be a burden on anyone anymore 😛 (just on him, muhahahaha)
I have a bit of savings though…
Anyway, so yeah, gotta try and finish this coffee course and then…
Uhhh… yeah. I hope this ‘works’ out.