Music-Go-Round wouldn't buy my bass, they would only consign it. $799 consignment value, but they're not allowed to sell it for another 30 days by law, so that does not help my current situation. That doesn't help me find rent. I need the money now, but as I was putting the damn thing back in its case, I realized the futility of doing anything else. I am so fucked, in every way possible right now.
I know I shouldn't worry, the future is fucked, so why should I worry about it, but this time I just can't. Nothing, absolutely nothing is going right for me now. The bright side is somewhere else, as far away from me as it can get.
I have only pain, poor muscle control, loneliness, poorness, possibly homelessness, a family that forgot I existed a long time ago, and friends that have all moved far away. Oh yeah, and let's not forget my best friend who's so fucking drunk all the time she forgot about me too. I haven't heard from her in a week now, and I'm scared shitless something happened to her.
I really need to go home from work now and call it a week, but I can't -- I am imprisoned here by a idiot tyrant king. I just need something or someone to save me now.
I know I shouldn't worry, the future is fucked, so why should I worry about it, but this time I just can't. Nothing, absolutely nothing is going right for me now. The bright side is somewhere else, as far away from me as it can get.
I have only pain, poor muscle control, loneliness, poorness, possibly homelessness, a family that forgot I existed a long time ago, and friends that have all moved far away. Oh yeah, and let's not forget my best friend who's so fucking drunk all the time she forgot about me too. I haven't heard from her in a week now, and I'm scared shitless something happened to her.
I really need to go home from work now and call it a week, but I can't -- I am imprisoned here by a idiot tyrant king. I just need something or someone to save me now.