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Jobs, so many of them. Shit there's more than I can count.

But there are some jobs that are a real pain in the ass and some the complete opposite.

Some that has a shitty boss that doesn't give a shit about you and some bosses that care for you like a parent.

Some that you really fucking hate and wish you didn't have to do, and some you can't wait till the next day for.

But they all have one thing in common, you can quit... so why is it so hard to quit mine?

I mean sure I don't get paid for mine, I don't get promotions and stuff like that, but we all do this without actually realising.

We live.

Now some of you may question what I'm on about, but think about it. Some people have really shitty people in their lives, some have others that care.

Some people don't want to continue on but others can't fucking wait.

Some may have real fucking bad days, and others everyday was a breeze.

But unlike jobs? We can't just walk out the door and walk into another. In this job? We walk out and stay out forever.

Some people do walk out, but others hate the thought of it. So why do I want to? Well, I have shitty people in my life, I hate myself and don't want to wake up the next day, I don't care for the thing I've loved for years because those shitty people have dragged me down for a while now that I can't stand myself for doing it.

I want to quit, I've tried to quit. I've wrote my resignation, but can never hand it in.

That's what I think about life anyway, others may not agree.

Bye.

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