
I've had a full schedule lately, but remained optimistic because of the payoff.
I was going to get some money for babysitting, cleaning out the neighbor's cabinet, and that commission I did for my boss.
I was going to be able to get that corset I wanted for Eric.
But then I got the mail. And there was a ticket in there for running a red light. A 155 dollar fine.
I make 50 bucks a week if I'm lucky.
All in all, with the extra work, 155 dollars would be ALL of my money. All of it.
As if this wasn't enough, because the car is in my Dad's name, HE was the one who got the ticket.
So it all ended up on him. And he is now making me feel like the garbage I really am because of it. He can't afford it, nobody can. We're fucking broke.
We're up shit creek without a god damn boat and no flotation devices. We pawned all of those.
We're fucking screwed.
SO Along comes John, our best friend, who's going to pay off the ticket for me.
I kind of feel worse now. I feel worthless, I'm fucking garbage.
Why the FUCK do I have to rely on people like this? Why is it I make ONE FUCKING MISTAKE and it BLOWS UP in my god damn face!? WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT!?
I want to stop trying. I want to die. I honestly don't want to live. But I can't fucking die or kill myself because I wouldn't leave my parents with a bill like that. Let alone how it'd make them feel. Especially with Deana dying of cancer. She gave up on her fucking chemo last week.
I'm so tired. I want to quit so bad but I can't. I have to keep going. I don't have a choice.
I'm living in my own personal hell and it's nobody's fault but my own.
I don't know what to do anymore.
Art & Char © Senshine
Don't repost without credits or I'll fucking shit in your god damn mouth unless you like that in which case I'll slit your god damn throat and stick my arm up it and use you like a fucking puppet.
Woa.
I have a problem.
I was going to get some money for babysitting, cleaning out the neighbor's cabinet, and that commission I did for my boss.
I was going to be able to get that corset I wanted for Eric.
But then I got the mail. And there was a ticket in there for running a red light. A 155 dollar fine.
I make 50 bucks a week if I'm lucky.
All in all, with the extra work, 155 dollars would be ALL of my money. All of it.
As if this wasn't enough, because the car is in my Dad's name, HE was the one who got the ticket.
So it all ended up on him. And he is now making me feel like the garbage I really am because of it. He can't afford it, nobody can. We're fucking broke.
We're up shit creek without a god damn boat and no flotation devices. We pawned all of those.
We're fucking screwed.
SO Along comes John, our best friend, who's going to pay off the ticket for me.
I kind of feel worse now. I feel worthless, I'm fucking garbage.
Why the FUCK do I have to rely on people like this? Why is it I make ONE FUCKING MISTAKE and it BLOWS UP in my god damn face!? WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT!?
I want to stop trying. I want to die. I honestly don't want to live. But I can't fucking die or kill myself because I wouldn't leave my parents with a bill like that. Let alone how it'd make them feel. Especially with Deana dying of cancer. She gave up on her fucking chemo last week.
I'm so tired. I want to quit so bad but I can't. I have to keep going. I don't have a choice.
I'm living in my own personal hell and it's nobody's fault but my own.
I don't know what to do anymore.
Art & Char © Senshine
Don't repost without credits or I'll fucking shit in your god damn mouth unless you like that in which case I'll slit your god damn throat and stick my arm up it and use you like a fucking puppet.
Woa.
I have a problem.
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'ey don't look down, lass, look up instead. I know how you feeling, down and downpressed! Look up instead, shit is hard, but who said life was a carnival of fun? Better days care comming lass, all those who work for it will achieve it, wait and see, but in times like this, do not give up, do not feel down, look up and say "Fuck you" and give a punch back in the face of life, break it's nose, SHATTER its faith!
Whatever, do not give up. You give up, all you work for vanishes, you keep on working, it will come to you and the better will it taste when you got it in your paw
Whatever, do not give up. You give up, all you work for vanishes, you keep on working, it will come to you and the better will it taste when you got it in your paw
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