my millions

it's kind of incredible how much my bank account fluctuates. i don't know what i'm going to do when i can't ask my parents for help. hopefully, one day i'll have a real job and will be able to pay my rent at the end of the month without having to panic, grovel for a hundred dollars to tide me over, and then discover that my mom has transferred over way more money than i asked for/ever anticipated. it's a very schizophrenia relationship. they make me feel terrible and irresponsible when i realize i need a little help, and then after making a huge deal about what a burden i am, millions of dollars arrive in my account without my asking for them. my diamond shoes are too tight.