You never really pay attention to how much you spend every day/week/month/etc. until you go to Taco Bell and your debit card gets declined. Somewhere in the span of a week, something happened that made me dip into the ever frightening NEGATIVE with my checking account. This wouldn't be such a big deal, save for the fact that my bank charges outrageous overdraft fees. So today I got my paycheck and have literally NOTHING to show for it.
Fuck corporate America, telling me how to dress when I come into work.
Fuck the idea that is instilled in our brains that we need MONEY to be happy.
Fuck rent being due on the 1st of June and knowing you can't make it.
Fuck knowing that being a good person and creating good karma for yourself will not pay the bills, pay for school, or make rent for you.
Fuck that I get more fulfillment every day out of the VOLUNTEERING that I do at the coffeeshop than I do making actual money at my shitty job.
Fuck having all this shit happen and then getting cramps on top of it to make me cranky as fuck.
Fuck you for letting a dirtball move in with you who can't even help support YOUR family, much less his own 5 children (with multiple women).
Fuck you for not taking enough care of your dog and for not letting me know that you'll be gone overnight so I should let the dog out before I leave for work.
Fuck you for never cleaning the bathroom.
Fuck student loans/grants.
Get a hold of yourself, Crystal.
I entered adulthood with already too much shit on my plate.
Thanks a lot mom & dad.
And this is how shit got real.
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