Xpression.v2

No one reads what I post here, it seems.

Money is really screwing up my life. I hate it, but I need it. I loathe it, but I can’t live without it. I don’t want to hear any bullshit about how God will provide me with what I need. He doesn’t hand out paychecks and sometimes that’s all that’s needed. I’m literally broke and can’t catch a break. This week’s paycheck was supposed to be for me. I was going to be able to eat a meal daily and just be relaxed. What happened? I wind up needing a new damn mattress and boxspring because mine are shot to hell. You would think my family would pay for it, being that it’s a living requirement. Nope, no go. My dad simply excuses me from paying my rent for the month of September. It’s not even half the cost of the crap. I fucking hate this. My bank account was accumlating money nicely. I went from $1200 to $2500 in half a year, which is a lot consider my pay and living expenses. Now it’s down to $2000 and I don’t see any chance of it going back up. To make matters worse, the people of Brooklyn are scumbags and steal too much shit so I won’t be getting a bonus check from work this year. I’m fucking broke. I barely eat anything remotely healthy (or eat at all) and my work sneakers are shot to hell and I can’t get new ones right now. I hate money. I fucking hate it. Joe gets a whole new fucking room and I’m living in my own poverty in my own god damn house. I fucking hate money. My luck, I’ll be getting sick soon. I’m stressed, sleeping on a shitty bed, not eating much and have no insurance. Either I’ll get sick or my fucking front teeth will chip again (half of each tooth is fake) and I’ll be royally fucked. I can’t take this shit anymore.

Update: I’m on the phone right now cancellign the order. Fuck it I”d rather sleep on a broken nasty mattress/boxspring than be poor and stressed out. I can handle the back pain and shit, I can’t handle starving.

Update: My mom was actually cool and said sh’ed chip in $50 and my dad offered to throw in $23 while also waiving the month’s rent, so it only cost me $50 for this. I bitch alot, but I have to admit this was very nice of them, especially my mom.

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