Jesus Spiro, dial it back a notch.
I had some steam to release. You can always be sure that there is a good reason for any irrational thing I say.
You could have been sure of that.
I have no job and am already $3,000 in debt. I have too much pride to ask for donations.
Although I am interviewing and all things look good, I won’t have any form of income for 2 months minimum.
I wanted to move to the UK and marry my fiancé, but that’s not going to happen.
It’s so fucking stupid why it can’t happen. So fucking idiotic.
I am going to be homeless in a few weeks.
I needed that last moment of self-righteousness in order to feel important before I go.
Life’s been great, and I have done so much more than anyone else could imagine.
But I lost my motivation over a year ago, and I have just wanted to get it all over with since.
The whole point in moving to the UK was to give life a fresh new scent, but due to unfortunate circumstances I have to forget about the UK and look only towards a life on the streets.
I would rather be dead. Leave my legacy where it is.