I’m getting so fed up with my job now. I always seem to be working down south in the London area. If I wanted to work in that area I would have stayed in Colchester. I’m also spending money on expenses only to get it back but it’s been taxed to the maximum. I’m not seeing/spending time with Hayley like I want to! It’s just fucking bullshit I’d rather be back at the care home working nights!!!
Sorry for the rant I’m just in a foul fucking mood and just can’t be fucking bothered anymore!
i’ve been comprimised
i laughed for about 349583492547252 years
Artist Paul Ribera decided to ruin all of childhoods with warped and strung out versions of 90’s cartoons. Have fun trying to sleep ever again.
I hope the son sees this when he gets older
This has made my day!!!!
If I ever won the lottery there would be so much I would want to do. I’d pay off all our debts, jack my job in, buy a nice 4 bedroom house with big garden and a double garage, get a Audi rs4, do my bike test and buy a Harley Davidson, get married, train to do electrics or mechanics at college, get the tattoos I want doing done, have a fresh pair of trainers every week, And just live a beautiful and happy life with my beautiful girl and kids. We can all have a dream right?