I’m someone with no concept of a “reason for living” or “something worth doing.” I’ll just earn a reasonable amount of money by the time I’m 30 or 40, and enjoy the rest of my aimless life in a country with a low cost of living. It’s been four years since I left the school. Whether I’m awake or asleep, all I think about is money. Curses and other people having noting to do with me as long I have money. Money. Money. Money. Money, money… As long as I have money…
Someday people will realize that the way someone interacts with children can tell you a lot about them as a person, and then they will stop being shocked when people who are constantly harping in about how much they despise the little demons turn out to be freaks....
i'm on your man's vent blog leaving a like on every post that implies he's not happy in your relationship