Financial issues. You literally suck the fun out of life. Just when things start looking good, those damn isssssssues creep up on ya. So, money woes - kindly get fucked please. You put a damper on everything. I know I should be handling my business, but mate, you don't need to be a prick about it! Help this little brown girl out and cut me some slack wherever possible (preferrably in the area that has recently popped up - yeah I'm talking to you Ministry of Justice!). I will put my car on TradeMe this week just to make some easy moolah to pay my damn WOF dues, I'll put my iPhone up for sale if I have to, I'll even cut down to going out only once a week, I PROMISE. But please, don't make me sell myself on the street.
Biggie was right. Mo' money, mo' problems.
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