brightatnight

Everything that's made is made to decay

Sucking on a beer...Miller Light to be exact.
Work really sucks. Especially when you come home and you've only made about 20 bucks.
I really hate the fact that I stress over money. I really hate the fact that I need money to survive, and that I use it to buy things that really will only eventually break, get lost, get worn out, die, get upgraded, etc. etc..... Nothing lasts forever. Especially money and possesions.
All I really want to worry about is having enough for a roof over my head, decent clothes and food. Those are the 'needs'.
I don't want to be a burden on anyone, and I don't like the feeling of having to owe anyone ANYTHING. My pride has always interfered with that.
I like to buy my own things and feel like I worked for it. I was never one to take handouts.
So yeah, I'm worrying about mundane crap that I shouldn't be worrying about, and it's gotten me down a bit.
Plus I'm on these narly birth-control pills that I think are driving me a little insane. Damn hormones. Fuck you hormones!!!!
Stop making me feel and think so much. I do these enough as it is.