I want to die, but not actually die. Know what I mean? Mostly, I wish I didn't exist.

I can't concentrate, so I keep f***ing up at work.

I'm hiding away in one of the conference rooms while I do my work. The stupid lady who sits in the cubicle next to me me drives me f***ing nuts. All she does is meet up with the cleaning lady and give her a kiss... then they giggle about it and gush about each other. She's done this 5 f***ing times today and it's only 2pm. Omg. F*** off! Go to the bathroom and have your sex already! You've done enough foreplay in your f***ing cubical