<span style="color: #b30000">"some nights i wonder which is worse, this loneliness or the earth shattering pain of betrayal... then i remember scratching at my mothers door, bawling and screaming for her until my voice gave out and i know that was worse."</span>she shook her head and frowned.<span style="color: #b30000">"i don't think a job is a good idea, that would mean someone thinks they are my boss and it's only a matter of time before i punch them... a hobby might be okay."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>