I feel really ashamed having to do this but I’m hella desperate. So here it goes. As y’all have probably noticed, my activity has decreased significantly due to an immense amount of personal drama. All of which involves money. As of right now— I am currently 1,982 dollars in debt due to a suicide attempt from last year. I have debt collectors on my case, threatening to take away my car, and it’s just very stressful.
Well, the other day, whilst driving home, I was pulled over due to my taillight being out. While I wasn’t charged for the taillight, the officer decided to give me a ticket for not using my blinker while in a McDonald’s parking lot. I wasn’t even on the road.
The real kicker is that the ticket is for 200 dollars. Not only that, but if I do not pay it by July 29, I could face up to 3 weeks in jail. Might I also add that this is my first offense. I have never been pulled over any other time in my five years on the road. My godfather knows the sheriff who pulled me over and he never loses a case. So I have been told by multiple officers my chances of making this vanish are literally impossible.
I have no money at the moment. My bank account as of right now is at $38.22. And that has to last me until my next paycheck two weeks from now. I’m only making about $300 every two weeks. And that’s easily gone due to my car, gas, rent. I really don’t want to go to jail. I’m honestly very scared and my parents aren’t willing to help me out. They said I need to learn from my experience- yadda, yadda. I’m so poor I’m living on their couch. So they know my economic standing.
I would honestly appreciate it if anyone would be willing to help me out. Even a dollar is amazing. If all of my followers were to give me a dollar, I would have more than enough to pay off the ticket and my ambulance bill alone. I’ve never been the kind to reach out for help but I don’t know what to do. I have paypal. My email is dontworrybehaley@hotmail.com. I feel like such a sleazeball asking for help. But I honestly have no other choice.
Thank you so much for even taking the time to read this. Hopefully I can find a way out of the situation. Please forgive me. I’m just really not in the mood to live out Orange is the New Black: Texas.
The man must be something special, Link thought. He certainly looked the part.
❝What kind of warrior are you? —Sheikah?❞
❝ a what? ❞
inconceivably weird do these worlds that he stumbles upon get ; ears seemingly strained into the appearance of a mythological race, attire sported the hue of a batch of crisp, lush blades of grass and the only word that appears in bold font within his mind is:
send a ♚ for your character falling asleep on mine and what mine does.
with striking characteristics of overwhelming confidence alongside the trusty quality of superior intelligence, one would assume that when a female accidentally situates prussian tresses upon rumpled inky cloak, he would so smoothly toss out a one liner like a romance drafted by james cameron himself.
that is not the case in the slightest.
❝ h-hey! you can’t seriously be sleeping, can you? ❞
pearly whites clamp together with enough to force to crack a walnut, habitually pastel clear visage entirely shaded a vibrant red akin to a coloring book and he’s practically hoping for her abrupt recovery from the ill-timed rest. dainty physique leisurely plunging to his lap and a heart attack is imminent.
send a ♚ for your character falling asleep on mine and what mine does.
it’s not the first time that our charismatic, innocence incarnate protagonist by mere chance collide slender frame with the solicitous, ambitious keyblade master. in that case, if he’d gained munny each time that he did take a slumber upon his body then he’d weigh his weight in elixir and hi-potions.
❝ you really do fall asleep in the most unconventional ways, huh? ❞
with the sole response being a subtle groan emitted between creased tiers, it’s enough to reflect a similar disposition on the conscious bearer. briefly does he ponder whether to snatch the boy from the grip this sleep has taken upon him ; with gawky limbs sprawled and tiers occasionally gaping, the look on his face is absolutely priceless.
maybe it wouldn’t be too bad to just watch him sleep for awhile longer.
thus his lips fall to a small frown. lack of confidence in words is such a swift strike & sora is aware of such a lackluster tone.
❛ huh ? y’mean like things back home ? ❜
but very easily do fallen tiers lift once more at the idea of assisting his friend. very easily do the concept of childhood memories flood back into his heart, & the simplicity of his ignited spirit hopes to lend the flame to brighten the dull thought. yet in honesty, sora was rather fond of his new life & he assumed riku was, too.
to leave his sheltered prison & venture to new worlds — that was riku’s wish.
❛ i guess as soon we get rid of xehanort & the heartless, things’ll go back t’normal & we can go home for real. ❜
in the purest sense of the word, he doesn’t paritcularly feel crestfallen but neither is he overwhelmed with considerable delight with the ideal of returning to that confined ’home’. ❛ is this how a nobody feels? ❜ he’s stuck in the middle – severely conflicted with his own selfishness. he’s not exactly sure he’s ready to simply traipse onto the pale grains and conform to normality like this was all a figment of his overactive imagination. the value of that thumping viscus betwixt sturdy, broad arrangements of bones has teetered between exceptional and poor for years and though at the end of his redemption, he still ponders how he’ll face everyone on the islands again.
❝ i wonder if everything will truly be fine once we return. ❞
he tries to contain the pessimism stuck in his esophagus – to cease the transition from emitting from between creased tiers.
❝ at least i can put ’ guardian of light ’ in a job application now. ❞
momentarily void of innumerable incarnations of malevolent beings obsessed with the notion of Kingdom Hearts is a feeling of liberation in itself, but scrutinizing dainty extremities securely clutch such an elegant manifestation of a keyblade is abnormally uplifting.
as if to signify that Sora and himself are truly not alone in this battle of light and darkness.
even so, he understands the stamina that wielding the mighty tool requires and his concern for her is certainly well placed,
