The point of a journal is to talk about how you feel, not to feel pride in it .
Not sure why someone would need to explain that.
Someone stole my bank info and initiated a fraudulent purchase at Walmart dot com.
Two hundred bucks..
The Fucked up part?
I’d give it if someone asked me for it.
And they really needed it .
Food and diapers and cat food and stuff.
Sure.
Maybe not two bills,but I’d make an effort.
Now my bank account is locked out and I’m kinda Glad,
In my alternate reality,the only currency is sweat matching your DNA 🧬.
Saunas are outlawed,
Everyone has a tracker in their body and it logs how you made your sweat.
The only sweat of value is labor and jackin off 👍
Stay hungry
dawn 