since my car is totaled and I am beyond bored being trapped in this apartment since my card got cancelled because of identity theft….. I gave in and said “fuck it” when my ex asked to come over. Gotta get it when you can. I guess. Now we are heading to Starbucks so I can read while he studies plus I get a free frap. Does that make me a prostitute ? If I receive something after the sex? Also, his driving is fucking scary. He got his new Camaro and forgot how to fucking drive. And the music is so loud I can barely hear myself think. The struggle.