Everyday of my life, even when I was working consistently, Ive been at the lowest level of poverty. I really don't mind it most of the time. I dont normally crave any luxuries except for weed nowadays.
Ive come a long way in three years. four babies now, still with my long time best friend. Ive been in love with him since I was 12, we've done so much and together. Been there through every shitty situation and every different addictions.
We're going through a whole other set of trials and emotions Ive never felt before right now. Its pretty terrible actually. And to top off my many unnecessary worries, I lost my job right before everyone stopped taking applications. Ive been cleaning houses for money, Ive been working off past debts.. I scooped up 15 gallons of dog shit and took down a fence for 20 bucks.
But Im tired, and mentally drained.
I wish on every shooting star for a miracle. I daydream of having the ability to take my babies out to eat, or even driving at all. I spend my money on what I know is important aand its left me with just 26 cents. And my stimulous has not come in:(
I pawned my beloved camera for diapers a month ago already..ugh
If my gaurdian angel is reading this, Im fuckin tired. throw me a bone... 🦚🐙🌲🥀🌾🍃🍂
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