Wednesday, you son of a bitch. PGP.

1: “So what are you planning to do with your Christmas bonus?” 2: “Pay bills, probably.” PGP.

I haven’t had actual paper currency in my wallet in weeks. PGP.

Making more money than I ever have in my life, still managing to be broke as fuck. PGP.

It’s one thing not being able to justify being hungover to your boss, it’s another thing to no longer be able to justify it to yourself. PGP.

Work Christmas party is a cash bar. PGP.

My bank account sits at -$13.47. I am worth negative one medium, no topping pizza. PGP.

Unsubscribing from the TFM email list. PGP.