Waiting for midnight. Waiting for silence.
I want today to be over. I'm done. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten out of bed. Point taken.
I want to scream and bang into walls until the building falls down around me. I want to throw everything until it shatters. I want to talk to someone.
I got pulled over this morning. Going 38 in a 30 mile an hour zone. You know how much that ticket is? $120.
So, while I'm waiting, I think to myself, "I'll call my boss and let her know." No. My phone doesn't work either.
I fucking hate money.
I overdrew my account. I have to make up for that with this paycheck, pay rent, and pay that fucking ticket.
Oh, did I mention my computer is messed up to. Yeah.
I want to scream and bang into walls until the building falls down around me. I want to throw everything until it shatters. I want to talk to someone.
I got pulled over this morning. Going 38 in a 30 mile an hour zone. You know how much that ticket is? $120.
So, while I'm waiting, I think to myself, "I'll call my boss and let her know." No. My phone doesn't work either.
I fucking hate money.
I overdrew my account. I have to make up for that with this paycheck, pay rent, and pay that fucking ticket.
Oh, did I mention my computer is messed up to. Yeah.