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Why can't something go right for just once in my fucking life? Why does everything have to be a challenge? I need to buy a car. Sounds simple, right? But wait, once I've found the car I want, I'm going to have to drive it all the way to Maine to get it fucking registered and inspected. Pennsylvania doesn't consider me a resident, even though I've lived here and only here for 2 fucking years. This whole moving thing is becoming one of the biggest fucking headaches and frankly right now I just want to give up. But I know if I give up I'll hate myself for it. And if I don't, I'm going to drive myself insane trying to make this all work. That's a real win/win, eh? The only thing I've been able to think about for weeks is money, and I fucking hate it so much. Right now I'm wondering if it's worth it. At the same time, it might be too late to stay and I don't think I could stand the questions. Every time someone asked me why I didn't go I would just hate myself more. I really really want to do this, but I wish it could all just work out smoothly for once.