So, you get up at 5. Every fucking day. You go and do a job, which you happen to like.
You get quite a lot of money.
Nearly all of it goes. Nearly all of it. You pay it to the HMRC, or the ex, and no fucker deserves it. It doesn't pay for anything useful. It is robbed off you.
Once I though the kids would get the house. The ex goes to the fucking gym, looking like a twat, for what reason I have no idea. The kids sit around the house doing fuck all, watching telly, pissing about on the iPhone thingies.
I can't get any sense out of any of them.
Fuck this. It's pointless.
Pointless. Fuck this.