(via vikingwenches)Source: alexericskarsman
it’s days like these that i love having a tumblr, especially one no one looks at. today sucks. i’ve been loving life (to sound like a cliche) and everything’s been going really well, then everything just hit home. i’m stupidly in credit card debt cause i decided i didn’t need to work for 7 months and spent all my savings. then, i work minimum wage for only a few hours a week. and get paid monthly, so by the time i get paid i’ve spent it and have nothing left. granted these are all just excuses to make up for the fact i’m just used to getting what i want when i want (i’ve never been spoiled in the sense that other people do this for me, i’ve always used my own money for this). and now i literally have $0 to my name, and i’m no good at asking for help. mostly because i don’t have anyone to ask for help. so i’m left to trying to sell everything i own that is of value that i can part with (not my ipad). but of course because i need things to sell, they aren’t. so i’m broker than a joke. and no idea what i’m going to do. and i have room inspections next week, and i would normally put my cat at petsmart but i don’t have the $20 to leave her there. and i know i’m not supposed to have her, but i don’t even know what i would do without her. though she is extremely sadistic, i love her so much. she’s comforting. coming home to an empty apartment is no fun. so basically i’ve just been sitting here pulling out my too long hair and crying all day. i (luckily) can’t remember the last time i actually cried other than from laughing too hard. it kinda feels nice to just let it all out. kinda like writing this does. i hate handwriting things, which is why i don’t have a diary. but given my lack of tumblr knowledge no one will (luckily) see this. i know i probably sound extremely spoiled because i have more than a lot of people have, but i’ve hit rock bottom. and not quite sure how to drag myself out. so, thank god for tecate. i’ll have a few more and be able to forget about this until tomorrow. and then repeat. i’ve never truly meant it before, but: fml.
well thank you, endless internet space, for hearing my rants. it’s somewhat comforting. granted i’m still broke and have no idea what the fuck to do, but at least someone knows.