18 August 2009

tea and two slices

On the bright side, I'm not actually poor.

If I was really poor, I wouldn't have a place to sleep or anything. I'm only poor on paper, with it's red ink and compounding interest. Standard highway robbery no one can touch.

I'm not poor because I don't look or dress like it. Middle class to the ultimate degree.

Maybe I should. Stop buying shit I don't need. In more than one way.

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