You know, I asked my mom for money the other day, as I hadnt eaten in days. You know what she told me? She told me she already ate, and that what I was asking for was pocket change. Change that she could do with as she pleases, and that I didnt deserve money. Yeah. Well. Fuck that. I'll go sing some songs instead. I wont make money but at least I'll reserve my heart for the days I do. The day I finally get out this hellhole.