My wonderful friend Mia might have gotten me a job at the Mobil station in Mo-vegas.
So um, SADKLJVALFVBALKFVBLAFBVLAB
I have been unemployed for way too long and I am so happy to finally be able to have a job and get out of this homeless house hopping bullshit that I’ve been having to deal with. Granted, my parents have allowed me to stay here the past month, which has been nice of them and a welcomed change in relationship, but I doubt that any 21 year old wants to live at their parent’s house 20-40 minutes away from their friends.
I can now pay for things, be able to visit my friends in Maine, and have a stable place to live. Fuckfuckfuck, I’m so fucking happy.