The amount of money it would take to solve all of my current problems is a rounding error to a billionaire. Hell, if my current place of employment wasn’t circling the drain and I didn’t have to spend 80% (not an exaggeration) of my paychecks on rent I could be treading water financially in a matter of months.

It’s a depressing world to live in, and it gets harder to cope every year. I stopped going to therapy because as I very plainly told my therapist, the only prescription that would do anything for me is a prescription for money. And now I don’t even have the option of therapy since I make too much for poor people insurance.

Silly rabbit, a billionaire isn’t a person!

I would like a Billion Pounds please if that’s okay? Exchange rate sucks at the moment.

i’ll gladly settle for 1% of that.

*receives old Zimbabwean dollars