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I live in an unaffordable city
I work for nothing towards something
I live on the upper east side
It is ironical but i accept it...don't deny it you feel the same.
My priveleges dangle
I dangle.
My room is the biggest..but it's not mine.
I've worked from the top down...Is that okay?
You're in the same place....
who do you know?
I wish i were an opportunist...I'm not afraid...I just won't sacrifice
you not liking me....or me not liking me...just to be better than you.
Maybe i am better than you....but who cares....I'm still here...and this
world is the way it is. Children are no longer representatives or reflections of their parents,
they reflect us...It feels good if they are successful...because unemployment sucks, retail sucks,
taking their money sucks, living at home sucks.
I've got one more year to go...before i can afford to live in a bad area.
Want to be my roomate?
I've got one more year before I can be myself completely...without restrictions on my mind or body.
Faith or tattoos.
I can though, happily say I am working, doing what i like, whether I'm rewarded properly is another story. It's a reward in it's self...finding something i like and doing it. I like not looking at the clock when i work...it's the right position when i don't check what time it is...all the time. A bad job is like having sex with someone you don't like. That's what i just thought of. When will I get off? Is it over yet. Goodbye. This blow job gives back.
I don't want to live in the midwest, nor do i want to make babies here. My game plan includes, saving, pregaming, and ebay. I wish i could buy patience, right now.
I feel like 16 sometimes....so do you. The modern day maternal instinct for a 25 yr old woman is not to comfort another...but to assure themselves of their own superiority buy making you feel like a child...what has this world come to. I don't mind independence....I wouldn't like to walk around barefoot and pregnant...but I wish society was less about classification and judgement...less hours and more pay...time to think about family's and take care of the one's you have....time to take care of yourself properly....I wish society was more motivating not just to the people who have money, but for the people who don't. I don't want to buy a nice building...i just want to live in one...not my mother's....I want a great paying job....not because of who i know. I don't want to feel good because i got a job before you...or that i have one...I want the same for you....but then again...
I can hear the voices of the class system...a few flights below me...saying I'm hungry. Don't you hate perspective....in each class there is someone whose suffering or aggrivated...the fucking class system.
At the end of the day...it is nice to think...no one can take my opinions away from me...or how i feel...or deny me the right to express my views...but I will take your two cents.
I work for nothing towards something
I live on the upper east side
It is ironical but i accept it...don't deny it you feel the same.
My priveleges dangle
I dangle.
My room is the biggest..but it's not mine.
I've worked from the top down...Is that okay?
You're in the same place....
who do you know?
I wish i were an opportunist...I'm not afraid...I just won't sacrifice
you not liking me....or me not liking me...just to be better than you.
Maybe i am better than you....but who cares....I'm still here...and this
world is the way it is. Children are no longer representatives or reflections of their parents,
they reflect us...It feels good if they are successful...because unemployment sucks, retail sucks,
taking their money sucks, living at home sucks.
I've got one more year to go...before i can afford to live in a bad area.
Want to be my roomate?
I've got one more year before I can be myself completely...without restrictions on my mind or body.
Faith or tattoos.
I can though, happily say I am working, doing what i like, whether I'm rewarded properly is another story. It's a reward in it's self...finding something i like and doing it. I like not looking at the clock when i work...it's the right position when i don't check what time it is...all the time. A bad job is like having sex with someone you don't like. That's what i just thought of. When will I get off? Is it over yet. Goodbye. This blow job gives back.
I don't want to live in the midwest, nor do i want to make babies here. My game plan includes, saving, pregaming, and ebay. I wish i could buy patience, right now.
I feel like 16 sometimes....so do you. The modern day maternal instinct for a 25 yr old woman is not to comfort another...but to assure themselves of their own superiority buy making you feel like a child...what has this world come to. I don't mind independence....I wouldn't like to walk around barefoot and pregnant...but I wish society was less about classification and judgement...less hours and more pay...time to think about family's and take care of the one's you have....time to take care of yourself properly....I wish society was more motivating not just to the people who have money, but for the people who don't. I don't want to buy a nice building...i just want to live in one...not my mother's....I want a great paying job....not because of who i know. I don't want to feel good because i got a job before you...or that i have one...I want the same for you....but then again...
I can hear the voices of the class system...a few flights below me...saying I'm hungry. Don't you hate perspective....in each class there is someone whose suffering or aggrivated...the fucking class system.
At the end of the day...it is nice to think...no one can take my opinions away from me...or how i feel...or deny me the right to express my views...but I will take your two cents.