Completely and utterly

exhausted.
Not exaggerating here.
Never been more worked in my life.
Slave to the money and you die.
Haha watch it go down that way too.
Work for it, then watch it float away.
I have one gold wall now, and 3 white walls.
An accent wall?
No one gives a shit about accents.
I wanted the whole fuckin thing gold.
I don't care how gaudy it looked. Or crazy.
It got your attention didn't?
He's not going to boss me around all damn day, order me around, be his bitch, AND tell me how to decorate MY room.
No sir-e. Not going to happen.
My mental state is out the window, so is everything else.
Got nothing to lose anymore.
Ready for my shit to get rolling.
Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn