Screwed over again

Some days I wonder why I put up with all the BS that I do...

It seems that with every corner I look around I end up getting a raw deal. Now I have a lot to be thankful for but sometimes, I guess I just need to call a spade a spade.

All things that have been less than stellar for me since I moved...but what can you do?

Sometimes I know I am too nice....but bachi should come around...I just wonder when...

A simple four letter word could fix a lot of the feelings incorporated by my melancholy nature...

If you figure out the word, then let me know.....4 years and counting....I wish I could quit you.....