You know what I’m down about? For the last two and a half years I’ve just been the bottom of the pile shit kicker. I make next to nothing. I have no savings. I drive a shit car. I’m just going no where fast. I get stepped on a pushed around by fucking everyone. And all I fucking do is spend my whole life constantly fighting uphill. All I do is work. Usually 12 hours a day for less that 7 bucks an hour. I don’t even have time to take care of myself anymore. I’m covered in cuts grazes bruises bad joints back pain and I just don’t have any time for myself to do anything about it. Both my bosses hate me. I cop shit for literally everything every single day. Nothing is ever right or good enough. I’m still just “hey fatboy” to them. I just feel like nobody gives a fuck and what’s the point in even trying. I just don’t believe my break is ever coming for me. Like there is no light at the end of the tunnel.
These thoughts will be the fucking death of me.
I wish everyone on Tumblr could pitch in like $5, and we will just fucking buy an island somewhere, preferably close to the equator, and we will just all be beautiful people and party all night long. There would be little communities where you live with other hipsters or beach bums or fashionistas or skaters, but we would all still be best friends because no one can judge on Tumblr Island. It will be the perfect place, a Utopia of Tumblr.
COUNT ME IN
right now we haven’t even got enough to buy a small house
57,103 x 5 = $285,515
MORE REBLOGS OKAY MORE REBLOGS
WELL, IT’S TIME FOR US TO BUY AN ISLAND
Okay so I went to the shop to purchase condoms after I had paid the shop clerk was just like have a good one *wink* and I’ve never been so freaked in my life