nny | (no subject)

I am being nagged through a glass door. This is a new low.

EDIT: I'll expand on this. I came back for a funeral. I haven't gone back yet. I've been here a little under a week. Because I haven't gone back begging to a job that I hate, for work that they won't give me because I'm only here a week, according to my mother I am unworthy as a human being.

Looks like I'm going back to Cardiff tomorrow. Which means no more chatting. I have an escape route. Will you blame me if I take it?

Didn't want to come back for the fucking funeral in the first place.