It never ceases to amaze me to read about someone buying shit they really can't afford. Especially if it has to replace something months old. Girl buys purse, kids need new cell phone, shit like that. I'm comfortable where I'm at.
Take a trip into a Fendi store if you dare to see what I'm talking about. Or even an Apple store. You'll definitely witness the epitome of spoiled rotten people.
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spoiled rotten pansies
when did you start another blog?
you trying to show me up old man?
i am not amused.
"It never ceases to amaze me to read about someone buying shit they really can't afford."
what about the people who can afford it, do you hate them too? or do you just hate life in general? i'm just curious...
I agree. The ones who can afford it are just as lost - they buy shit and then before it is even old they buy more shit because it in now in fashion, or just to satisfy an urge to spend and justify it by saying "i can afford it".
Ipods, laptops, new cars, jewellery, hairdos, clothing, motorcycles, footwear, power tools, furniture, electrical items, music, books, any fucking thing - I have over 50 t shirts - I just threw out about 20 that i never fucking wear, but my wife would always be coming home with more because she saw them in a shop and they were cheap or just something she thought would look good on me.
Now don't get me wrong it is nice to have someone care about you and but you stuff, but it is not what makes me love them, and it becomes addictive and then expected, feeding a little black hole inside the spirit, which is always hungry.
ah, butt cheeky deb, shut up. you're still here reading it anyway.
fuck it - I'm back.
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