I'm depressed. Everybody at my job just hates the living daylights out of me. I'm not a very interesting person and they all find this to be annoying. When I walk into the office I get a resounding vibe from the entire personnel to just quit, or die. It's incredibly awkward, but hey, I need the money, so what can I do? Last week I was so down in the dumps that I huffed paint in the car before work just to give me a quick high. When I walked into the office Sheila, the secretary, asked me what all that silver stuff was around my mouth and I said it was milk but then thought milk? wtf? so I said NO its shaving cream and then scuttled into the bathroom to wipe it off. When I looked at myself in the mirror jesus christ did i look fucked up, like i was a fucking halfdead demon going bald and falling apart. under the fluorescent lights my teeth were almost pure yellow. sometimes i feel like making a nail out of the heaviest metal and setting it in the freezer overnight, then taking it out and standing it up by hammering it through a thin but sturdy board and just ramming my forehead right into it, right into the heaviest cold metal to fucking CHARGE MY BRAIN UP into ultimate concentration.