Criminal-Latches

I fuckin' hate cleaning. And you know that's all I get to do.  No matter where I go, no matter how hard I try to do something else I always end up being the clean up girl.  At school whenever the teacher needed something all prepped up and all shiny I was the sucker who got picked for the job.  At home I'm the one whose stuck with cleanup duty.  At every job I have ever done time in I've had to clean shit up.  It's kind of of like having Mr. Clean tattooed on my ass.  Unfortunately I'm quite good at it so it's not like I try to clean up once and then everyone leaves me alone due to my ineptness.  So everywhere I go I get suckered into this.

I'm just not having a good day at all am I? It's nothing bad, it's nothing that a shit kicker like me can't kick, but still I'm kinda tired of waking up in the morning to stress mares.  Not nightmares, nothing as cool as that but rather stressmares where you dream that something is going on and your supposed to fix it but you cant because of lack of time or something like that.  Believe me I would rather have a nightmare, nightmares and cool and you can have fun with them when you wakes up.  There is no way in the deepest darkest dungeon of hades you can have fun with a stress mare. Ok  here's the dream, I'm dreaming that I'm in the bathroo

People are just everywhere you know and this used to scare me.  See a little bit about myself, I'm a sucker for mental hangups.  I'm the type of girl that can lay awake at night just being worried over things that I've been thinking about.  Not normal stuff like boys or girls or if I'm going to get that free pizza at the radio broadcast tomorrow.  I get worried about crazy things.  So for the longest time I was scared about all the people that have lived on the world.  Not scared of them, but scared of the fact that there were so many of them, and that they all had their own souls and intellects and feelings.  Just like me.  The enormous feel