so today at work i got called a psychotic crazy retarded freak who needs to take her meds. how lovely and mature right? and to think that i thought that this coworker was mature enough that she wouldn’t stoop down that low to call me out on my problems. how sad. i feel bad for her, to be that horrible of a person. it’s going to affect her badly when she gets older.

i have this problem where i like to buy stuff for myself and for people idk i just lOVE BUYING AND SPENDING MY MONEY it’s like idk it feels good like yeah i fucking earned that money YEAH IM BUYING YOU STUFF WITH IT YEAH YEA H YEAH but it doesn’t feel good when i spend it all and i’m broke again #truelife:i’mabrokecollegekid