The Ripped Soul

Back on Fiesta.
Back to Bijou.
Back to all the drama I once knew.

Back with Avianna. Or is it Maggie?

Even if she's lying to me, I wouldn't know... not anymore.

Call me what you will, I just need someone.. to get over everything going on with me.

Especially work...

I can't trust anyone now. Which sucks, it really does.

No.1 says I can't tell anyone this, I can't tell anyone that... and she's doing more wrong than right and I know it.

Other outlet manager says I can't trust this person, I can't trust that person...

It hurts.

Sometimes all you need is a friend, a confidant, and if it's someone that works with you, it's nice, because you both know WTF you're talking about.

It's like I could whine and rant to Lyn but she can just go "oh, okay" because she doesn't know what's up with chickens, fries and customers.

Think it's why I went back to Fiesta.

It's nice to go back to the other world.. Reality is sick enough as it is, having face it 24/7.

Sigh... I wish someone understood me.