Being broke is f-up, owing multiple loan companies, nothing is working out legitimately. Pressure from folks and people looking up to me to make something of myself. People who looked up me now leaving luxury lifestyles. Pressure to go into street. My girl asking me to go to my friend into street and learn work, sheβs being supportive with words but Iβm sure sheβs tired too and wants a good life, itβs only a matter of time before she leaves(things were not so bad when we started). All my hardwork, church, prayers, nothing to show. Itβs like they swear me.
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