I know it's extremely early to be running my mouth. Nothing's happened yet.
But last night I'd discovered something intersting:
The person who stole my purse/wallet/goodies used my credit card
four times!
For crissake.
Seriously.
four times?!
I can't even go one time without someone asking me for ID.
3xs at different grocery stores in Anaheim
1x at a gas station
this person wasn't on foot, they were probably parked near us that night.
im mad. people are using my things. why did this have to happen so close to my birthday. it's not great to have to figure these things out during the days so close to your birthday.
this whole thing kinda saddens me. im sad you don't have your own money to use. i'm sad that i lost my purse. i'm sad that i don't have even a wallet. i'm sad for you who might be hungry and used my card at 3 different groceries, but you're abusing it. what do you need from 3 groceries in ONE night?! im sad that i'm being taken for granted by you.
i don't know what else to say
there is one thing left i could say:
my boob is bruised
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