brokeassbroke

Well, I suppose all this bursting into tears lately over bills I can't pay --I
am

such

a failure--

is a nice way to sort of do a deep cleaning of my tear ducts. Purgative.

And on the bright side, the best things I have are still free, like welcoming love of my parents, the long walks around the neighborhood, the daydreaming about being married. You know. The kind of things that don't bill me.

*sigh*