Dolla Dolla Bills Yall

I need a second job...... now. I feel like everything I've been planning and making changes for is about to go down the drain. The optimist dancing around inside of me tells me not to speak such things into the universe but... fuck it, I'm blogging. I'm finding myself with more and more bills and shit to pay for every fucking day. I remember when I wasn't such a money chaser. I was satisfied even when I didn't have a closet full of clothes and new shoes. I enjoyed simple shit and being broke was nothing to me. I used to look at money chasers and laugh and now I'm becoming one of them. All I want is money. Money.... money, money, money. And to think we believe we're superior to animals haha. We believe we've got this insurmountable power over these creatures yet it seems they've acquired peace while we continue to lose the war against MONEY. God, when I come back next lifetime... can you make me a kitty? ..... please? -_- No but real shit, I need a second job. I refuse to let my plans for next year be unaccounted for. If I have to stop eating for the next 6 months to get where I plan to go, welp.... pass me a slice of bread if ya see me.

-Ziggy