Poo post.
It looks like I'm not going anywhere tonight, due to lack of funds. I'm pissed at Dan, because he got me to spend $13 on wire yesterday, and is being weird about paying me back for some stupid reason. (This isn't like him at all!) $13 is the exact entrance cover to get into funhaus tonight. I probably won't get to see my friend Kasi for another fucking 4 or 5 years if I don't see him tonight, which sucks massive donkey balls.
I didn't do my hair. None of my clothes fit. I'm broke, again. My boyfriend only waxes romantic about how awesome I am when under the influence of certain things, which makes me question his real feelings.
I know he cares about me, but I doubt he's in love with me. I'm sure he isn't.
I want to sleep all the fucking time. I can't get my Dexedrine, I can't get a frigging therapist. I can't afford to move, though I desperately want to. I feel very trapped.
Dan has $200, and he won't fucking lend me $20 for tonight, which I can pay back in 6 days, because he says it cuts into money he owes, but he's buying a frigging $500 sword next paycheque/next week-end, which means he can't pay any debts off until two weeks after that! I think he's jealous, and doesn't want me to go see Kasi tonight, even though I was upfront and honest about everything.
Anyway, I'm just generally in a pissy mood now, so I should sign off before I say anything else.
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