bleah, i hate being a grown up. i hate bills. i hate paying them and thinking i'm caught up to see that there's a new balance (not the sneaker), i hate calculating my debt, re-calculating my debt consolidation. i hate the fact that i'm in the "high-risk" and that approximately only 23% of Americans have worse credit than me. i hate that i even know that and that there's a specific applet designed to figure that out and thus depress me to infinity. i hate that i can't enjoy summertime anymore because i'm always working and i can't even inflate my ghetto target pool with any measure of success. in fact, it looked like a flattened donut made out of pvc.

i hate that i am supposedly the successful one in my family bc both my brothers are still living at home and that my parents want to buy them a house, while i struggle to have a semi-quality of life but i can't bc i'm always worried about money. okay, that's enough.. i just fucking hate it..i don't want to be an adult anymore. i want to go back to the womb. at least i didnt have to pay for heat there.