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I'm going to Florida on the 9th with Hope, and I really wish I could just stay there and not have to come back here. But my time will come.
Money is the devil. I need it, but I don't have it. There's no way to get more of it unless I prostitute myself on the fucking street corner, and that sucks ass. Damn being broke all the fucking time. It makes me ill.
Not alot this weekend. I sometimes feel out of the loop, but that's what I get for living out here in the middle of buttfuck egypt. Between work and trying to see a boyfriend that just got a restricted liscence(which means I do all the driving) I haven't the time to even breathe. This whole week has been full of waking up early and getting shit done. No relaxing, except for the few hours that I layed out at White Water. Which wiped me out before I had to go to work.
That's it. I'm a loser, so I have nothing else to write.
Money is the devil. I need it, but I don't have it. There's no way to get more of it unless I prostitute myself on the fucking street corner, and that sucks ass. Damn being broke all the fucking time. It makes me ill.
Not alot this weekend. I sometimes feel out of the loop, but that's what I get for living out here in the middle of buttfuck egypt. Between work and trying to see a boyfriend that just got a restricted liscence(which means I do all the driving) I haven't the time to even breathe. This whole week has been full of waking up early and getting shit done. No relaxing, except for the few hours that I layed out at White Water. Which wiped me out before I had to go to work.
That's it. I'm a loser, so I have nothing else to write.