Thursday, November 4, 2010
2:49 PM ● arthur... you two-timing son-of-a-bitch!

i've said it before and i'll say it again:
my credit card will be the immense death of me.

i'd like to say that nothing is as bad as finding out that you have no money, but the other thing that's really bad is that I'M BROKE AND MY CREDITCARD BILL STILL COMES.

don't they know i have no money to give them? they can have all the shit i bought back, i obviously don't need it.

november: not only are you my month of sobriety but you are now the month i organize my finances. and by organize i mean cry at the ever diminishing number in the 'grand total' column. weeping as we speak, actually, just thinking about how much money i don't have. fuck my LIFE.


i need another job, perhaps dropping out and prostitution will be the best way? sex relaxes you.........


hahahahahahah

fuck.

xxxxxx

(live)