Saturday 13 April 2013

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Redefining every day the meaning of despair. How tedious.

I want…money. Not indecently a lot but still enough to quit my job (and the 8am – 5pm shackle for the rest of my life...however long that would be), buy a house with an yard, adopt as many dogs as I can and… That would be all actually. I want to have so much money and not more that will allow me never to have to deal with any authority ever again. Money is freedom.

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