08-22-2012, 06:44 PM
So my coworker Toni has officially taken me right off the deep end of angry. I am tired of her behavior; at this point she's now claiming her bad foot "is 'telling' her to do things." Seriously? Your FOOT is telling you to throw away perfectly good sandwiches and salads, to ruin my mini birthday cakes, and to tell me when to start cleaning when I've already figured out my working timeline for the day?! Go f**k yourself, Toni, seriously. -__-
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!