i remember a time when everything was easy. when the object of money was never an issue, at least not like this. when having a job was something i did on the side and hated; not something i was just begging to get back, something i missed with all my heart.

i have 27 dollars to my name.

i hate my friends.

i can't afford groceries.

i have wasted my money away.

i have never felt more alone than this.