Thirty-eight cents

I am so tired of working so hard and having nothing to show for it. I work about 50 hours a week, plus occasional weekends to make as much money as I can only to watch it disappear. I have a whole fucking $0.38 in my checking account, and two drained savings accounts. I have shit to show for all my hard work which is making it harder to show up to work everyday because it just seems pointless to work your ass off if you don’t get to enjoy your money. Well, maybe other people are enjoying my hard earned cash, but it certainly isn’t me. Let’s not forget that tax day is less than four weeks away. I still owe the IRS about $800. Did I mention I have 38 cents? Good luck to the IRS getting that money. Sometimes I like being on my own, but now I wish I would’ve stayed at home. Sure I would be living with my parents, but I would actually have money and maybe I would already be in New York. I would not have had the life and cash sucked out of me.

I want to move away from Cali. I want to go to Denmark in August. Unfortunately all of these things cost money. And money is not something I can spare right now. I may have to cancel my trip to Denmark if I can’t come up with the funds to go. I don’t intend to do things that I can’t afford and I refuse to put myself in further credit card debt for another vacation. I really just want to go home and save money so I can get the fuck out of CA. Hopefully I will be able to do that soon, maybe this summer. The sooner I go back home the sooner I will be able to get myself out of debt and get myself to NY or wherever I end up.

I just want to wake up from this fucking nightmare.

Aeternum vale