I bought something completely useless today.

Is that what happens when you're rich? I have so much money now. It's just little ole me taking care of myself with a little help from... myself. And there's seriously only so much money I need to take care of myself. Once I get the necessities out of the way I just have so much excess. I bought some chinese food that I decided against eating shortly after and ended up tossing, and then I bought a bag. I bought it because I had money in my pocket and it had a pricetag. I don't even have anything to put in it. It's just a bag and now it's sitting on my bed, staring at me and making me feel bad about buying it without the intention of putting it to use. I would never be able to own slaves.

That happened once a long time ago, right? People used to have slaves? I can never remember what's history and what's fiction. They're kind of interchangeable at this point, aren't they? I keep asking questions, assuming we have readers. Do we have readers? Are people reading this? Are you capable of thought or typing? Maybe I'll wake up one day and realize none of this is real, I've just gone insane and this is my therapists solution. Maybe no one that posts here really exists. Maybe I've got multiple personality disorder and I'm just making everyone up so I can feel less alone. Some sort of "oh my parents are dead" compensation.

I also bought eye makeup remover. Guess I'll have to start wearing eye makeup.

~AM