We’ve all got our own burdens. Some have to carry the weight of the business on their shoulders. Some have to worry about wedding plans. Some have to take a meeting at 8 in the morning UNCAFFEINATED. And some have to move to another country.
Personally, I just want one thing.
MONEY.
MONEY.
SHITLOADS OF MONEY.
To pay for my bills and stop depending on my dad. To buy groceries and not max out the ATM. To send The Iz to school. To be able to pay for my own goddamn lunch.
Fuck a career. Fuck doing what I love. Fuck reaching for my dreams. Fuck bitches. GET MONEY.
