broke

♥ This whole reduced hours at work thing isn’t working for me. I got paid on Tuesday, and when I checked my bank account last night I had $-76.70 in my account. Look again… that’s a NEGATIVE number. 

 Did I buy anything for myself? No. I paid my fucking bills. Internet, phone, car, loan, insurance. I can’t afford LIFE. I don’t even have rent to pay. Could you imagine??

So I’m on the hunt again. I have been for a while. At this point, I would get paid more to work 40hrs at McDonalds than to stay where I am. Oh and that $19.99/hr I was supposed to be making? I checked my pay stubs and wouldn’t you know, I’m only getting 17.85. WTF is THAT about? Hello phone call to my supervisor first thing Monday morning. That is NOT what my contract stated when I signed it.

*breathe*

♥ I’m taking a break from Ed. He sent me a message yesterday afternoon to tell me his phone was dying and he didn’t have his charger at work so he wouldn’t be able to message me for a "couple of hours". I have yet to hear a word from him. I’m taking it as a sign and backing off for a bit. There’s something funny going on in my head- twisting reality into some kind of fantasy that I think I want. I’m not going to contact him at all until he contacts me first.

Treat me like a game, and I’ll teach you how to play.