So, at work i almost blatantly got accused of taking $100 out of the till.
If i was going to do it, i would figure i would take a hell of a lot more than that.
i could have “Lost” the damned deposit.
I am scared it seems as if that nothing i do will really matter. Rachels reading is still not improving that much.
I don’t know what else to do.
Richard will take her from me, and make sure i never have anything to do with her ever again.
i’m tired of being hated.
i’m tired of so much
I’m tired of having t face the world alone
with no one to have my back
to be my shield
i don’t know what to do