Jul 14, 2005 18:06
at sixteen years old, i live without my parents and have for most of the past year. i have no money at all, most of my clothes are too small or too old, my white bras are brown, my black bras are bleached, and there is never food in the fridge. still, you don't hear me complaining.
because this is not a complaint you see. this is just an update of my situation.
i basically have no friends, though i could if i wanted to, but i don't want to lead anybody on because friendship (whatever that is) is not high on my list of priorities.
i do not have prada shoes or a louis vuitton purse or any style at all actually. i turn my head away when i pass the bentley store. i do not need to tempt myself with things i'll never have. i do not watch laguna beach and in fact i do not have cable at all. i steal this internet connection from a girl upstairs (and steal this laptop from my girlfriend) and i pay for my gas in change.
why am i so content? why is everything fine?
people think you need money to be happy, but i've found that this is not true. you really just need peace of mind and your own philosophy. then again, whatever works for you.
i wouldn't be bitching if i had money either.