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Friday, April 10, 2009

Money.

It's easy to sit there and say you'd like to have more money. And I guess that's what I like about it. It's easy. Just sitting there, rocking back and forth, wanting that money.

This is me. I want money. I like money. Everything in this world is about money. Everything. People do things for money. Stuff charity, it still revolves around money.

And how can you get it? By working your arse off for four hours on a Saturday only to realise that it takes 30 seconds on the Sunday to blow it all on a pair on shoes you'll only wear once.

Its so stupid, can't people just have things and just give things and just live? Our whole lives are about money, getting money to be basic things to live to work for more money.

If that makes sense. So I was thinking, since money is worth so much, yet the plastic its printed on is worth so little, can I have my money's worth in gold please?

:)

Then again, gold is just a rock. If no one lives on this Earth but me, it wouldnt be worth anything, because it'd be so plentiful. I wouldnt even have a need for money. Soluting to the money problems affecting people all around the world? Kill those people.

Lots of love, Steph <33

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