Life isn’t always fun and games in which it is very seldomly. Of which you can’t take much of recourse especially in your own financial troubles. I am known for what I have said, helped, and typed since I was 12. Hoping forever my words of my own will stay.
Which they need to give credit where credit is due and no longer does it come from the childish facebook. In fact I am not someone who is going to put up with it or be able too any longer. I know how to stand on “IT” and not be “IT” – Whatever… SweetTea you are that problem. Especially on the streets. Insert name calling here…
This morning I called #UTA in order to stop the $50 payment in which it has taken out and needs to take out for almost all following years till 2023. In which my #jetpack part of the system has been messed with. That or still there are so many lies that feels like even John Mayer would probably hurt me. I am not a Doctor & most of us #NeverEver wanted to be followed by some of this tragic stuff in the first place especially by Mrs./Ms. Jackson.
It’s an easy trap in which to fall into & I have put my hand on the Bible and refused to let or allow myself to even be around this temptation. It is first a hate crime and I am really not trying to be racist though how I fought in the first place was or wasn’t fair. I am not innocent but I will do anything to keep MY OWN #record clean.
I am in charge of farthering my education to a complete degree. I already owe close to $17,000. While all you are actually asking is whether or not I have my last petty little cigarette and wether or not you can have it.
This world has never been free & I don’t know if anyone has any means to which these people would believe it would be. In order to sit in here all day at “Golden Choice Adult Day Care” people are saying we have to pay. I don’t know what exactly since everyone in my group except for Brandy is under 40 years old and we are already supposed to be taking care of our own.
I wish I could be as beautiful as that woman you only held me at one night stands. I got pregnant and I’m hoping not too lose my son. No when I started this blog I never promised it would be “BubbleGum & Pop”. I have for the most part matured through writing and till this day it’ll come down to my AP scores on Lit test from long ago.
For the most part I have been in almost every clinical lock down hospital in the tri-county area. It’s almost Thanksgiving and what did I get my happy ass into again. Another debt and trial by error in which probably only once have I truely broken down to a “Brother” J2J and Cried “Wolf”! Even -$80 in debt is a big deal for me and getting my name on the FAFSA list is a big deal for me to finish this degree and then get a career.
When are they going to fullfill their what well for me they only felt like wishes. This world is not fair & mostly I’m ready God to simply Go home. God that isn’t simply.
I am only 31 and also a woman I know and by now after several times of going through the same thing. I know without a shadow of a doubt it is something not to intervine or intertwine with in and to; until people want us too. I forever to this day run into constant pocket changed problems. Maybe it’s time for us just too get past it. I really thought I liked you…