...to purchase a non-refundable plane ticket (no wait, count 'em - TWO non-refundable plane tickets) to Los Angeles, your car breaks down and ends up costing you upwards of $700. And since you're broke as a joke, you borrow it from your boyfriend. Am I pathetic? Today, I believe, the answer is a resounding YES.
I don't know how I'm supposed to do this LIFE thing. I'm so burnt out. And I'm only 22. I'm so terrified of every bad break around every sharp corner. I'm so scared that nothing's going to work. I can pump myself and tell myself that it is. But then shit like this happens and my tiny world comes crashing down and nothing is right. Maybe I need to seek therapy. Maybe.
Don't we all?
Not a good week in the grand scheme of things. Not a good week.
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