My best friend and I are falling apart through kindness. Our conversations are no longer deep and meaningful. We no longer bicker. We have those polite “how are you” kind of talks. I feel like it’s the worst way to lose a friend.
I feel like crying right now because Pakistan is so new and going through so much. It was supposed to be a haven. Look at it now. Less than a month ago everybody was singing Jashne Azaadi Mubarak. So much for freedom.
MY INTERNET IS BEING SO STUPID RIGHT NOW.
guess i’m going to have to actually use my itunes for once.
So, if you’ve been following me for the past year, my mom lost her job and couldn’t get another one until almost 9 months after unemployment benefits crumbled in December. Two days ago, (8/24) she got hired as a cashier for the gas station down the street. It’s a basic $7.25 job and I found out through some of the employees there that no matter how long you work, they don’t give raises unless you move up to management. My brother’s working for the same wage at Mcdonald’s and I just started working again Monday (9/1). I asked the shift manager if I was still going to be team leader and get my raise and she said I would but hilariously refuse to tell me what my increase is looking like and it will take almost four weeks.
I’m sorry to keep asking for help, but our primary issue at the moment is the rent. We’re about to be two months behind ($1200) and since the sheriff knows our situation, we think he may give us some leeway but it’s always good to try to keep on top of these things. If you could reblog this post and spread it, my mom’s paypal email is: email@example.com and I have a donation link on my page. I’m replacing the old post with this one in my description, as well.
Thank you guys so much !