I haven't spent an entire day in bed, unable to move out of unhappiness in a while.
There wasn't any reason to.
Walk around south central to job hunt?
Seriously?
Get all dressed up, sell my soul, get messed with all the crack whores and homeless people, for what? what the fuck is the point? I hate this. Will someone just hire me, I need a miracle.
Leo made an excellent point the other day... No one lives where I live because there are no jobs here, Help Wanted signs only exist on the outside.. In the lands of big houses with trees. And I believe it.
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