Hole in my pocket.

It’s the end of the month and once again, i find myself scraping pennys . I’m sure many of you are familiar with the situation.

I’d compare checking my back account to watching a gory scene in a horror film. You know if you take your hand away and take a peek, you won’t be able to sleep but you have a sick urge to do it anyway. Then, you have the audacity to be shocked at what you see even though you knew what was coming all along.

In all honesty though, it’s a situation i should have the ability to control, but damn it , it’s so hard! Working in retail and spending half my week in a mall and having a bottomless pit for a stomach doesn’t exactly make it much easier. The funniest part is my brain then goes into panic mode and i lose all sense of reasoning. The urge to spend becomes about 100 times stronger. Suddenly, i’ve decided that I’m going to spend my last 2 euros on a cheeseburger at Mcdonalds and that i’ll sustain myself on potatoes for the next few days. I’m currently incredibly greatful for the 15 packets of migoreng in my cupboard. If you don’t know what that is, google it. You’re missing out.

Anyway, #firstworldproblem rant OVER! I’ve openly admitted I have a problem and acceptance is the second step to recovery, right?

– A Pearl of the Orient.

My friend posted this on instagram the other day. Had to chuckle.
My friend posted this on instagram the other day. Had to chuckle.
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Author: apearloftheorient

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