Seriously, why does everything have to just turn from amazing to SHIT.
Everything was going so well, me and Alex are amazing, money was okay, I’m moving out to a gorgeous new flat… And then BAM. Some superior force somewhere that controls the ups and downs of my life just suddenly thought: “Wow, wow guys, she’s had a few too many good times lately. Time to fuck everything up again!”
What is the point in me having this awesome full time job if I have nothing to show for it. Once again I am up shit creek without even a tooth pick for a fucking paddle. Need £300 in 3 days and I have no way of getting it. Fantastic. Get paid £900 and can’t even pay rent cos I have so much other shit to pay for!!
I feel like all I do is fucking worry and stress and moan. And I’m sick of it. This was gunna be my last month that I needed to take a small loan out to cover myself and now that I can’t do that, I’m screwed! After this month I was gunna be set for money. But noooo.
Plus it’s my birthday soon, might as well cancel that too. No fucking point in celebrating something that I can’t afford whatsoever, in a house that I won’t be able to get the keys for.
All I want is a big massive cuddle and a cry. That’s what I feel like. Times like these I fucking hate that Alex is 50 miles away.
Like just be here and make everything go away.
I just want everything to go away.
