Up early on a saturday. The new dining room table is coming. I cancelled my tattoo last night. I can't spend the money. I've spent too much in the last six months thanks to someone fucking my life up and pets needing more medical help than humans. I need a break. I need to be poor for the next year. I need help. I need guidance. I need another pandemic. I need lockdown. I need help. I need to live a quiet life. I need to get someone out of my life. I need to get back ahead. I need a catastrophe to hit the world. I need a bonus. I need a new job. I need help. I need a side hustle. I need a partner who can contribute. I need my space so I can rent it out. I need help.
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