i had to ask my parents to borrow some money for rent this month. i still haven't found a new roommate. and it was getting a little awkward avoiding my landlord and his family. especially since they live right below me.
i feel like a giant pile of crapola. i hate admitting defeat!
i need a rich husband. danielle from rhonj has the right idea. i need someone who can take care of me in the manner to which i am accustomed. that means a neverending supply of chicken mcnuggets and a small apartment in queens.
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