days when nothing happens. A part-time job that I'm doing by inertia. The reason I can no longer live positively is because of the bullying I received during my sensitive period. Even so, it seems that I still have a little bit of a sense of justice. I found a shoplifter at the store. I took courage and caught him. And then... it's his mother who made me like this. Yay, this hateful woman is all mine. Oh God was there. It would be great to seed a woman who kneels down and apologizes.
