So tomorrow I’m starting this A&R job and not going to lie, I’m shitting bricks. Not only because I always quit everything because of how anxious I get, even with meds;
I can’t stand snotty females who think they know the industry. Bitch please.
I just know someone’s gunna push my buttons.
Bite your tongue Laurel.
And I’m moving into my new flat block in the evening, So i’m also really scared I’m going to get killed by a crazed crackhead.
And I say this every year, I need to go on a diet. But I can’t bring myself to stop eating.
