Tuesday, November 30, 2004
I hate being poor.
Your dad's rich, mine isn't.
You've got a family business to inherit no matter what happens, I don't.
You can spend without thinking twice, well, I have to think thrice.
You are able to lose your sense of value of money, I can't.
I can't keep up with you. I just can't.
We belong to two different (material) worlds.
she blogged at 23:59;
