Yesterday I was sitting in my yard cutting up weed to dry so I can have a measure of pain relief worried because one of the local gangs has been going through my back yard raiding properties of their weed and if Jack finds them they are likely to kill him, all while wondering how I'm going to be able to get enough energy to work because my credit cards are at $15,000 and climbing.
And that's how fucked up my life is.
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