So....I haven't cracked a real smile all day.
My day turned sour when I found out the $492 tax refund I've been stalking the mail man for is actually applied to some debt I have no recollection of. This is money I was counting on so I could buy a netbook I desperately need for writing and setting up my empire. Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!
Sometimes it just feels like I'm reaching out for my dreams. I see it but somehow I got stuck in quicksand and the more I run, the more I get sucked in by just shit.
I just want to cry but I'm still sailing on...right? No choice.
Anybody have $500 they want to gift me with? I lost my concealer. Bill collectors are calling 6 times in a row at 9am.
I just don't know.
I keep singing that song in my head...Jesus is a friend...
And he is....
Just tired of being broke eternally. Trying of working all the time. Tired of working so hard and feeling like I'm back at square one. I'm tired of never being comfortable enough to just take a trip anywhere ever. The last trip I took to someplace that was longer than a 4hour trip on a bus was 2 years ago - Miami.
The hormones don't make it better.
Something's got to give.
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