To a new lease on life.

I need a wallet, and Boston bags' stashed from wall to wall from the bottom to the top full of fifty, and one hundred dollar bills! I need huge amounts of old, and new money until I can expect a money counter in my budget to help me count every red cent I worked up. I need the financial freedom I have dreamed of since childhood, and always doubted especially in the past that I could allow me to do the come up right quick, but I proved to me when I was with child that I had the balls to stop being aggravated by living check to check then I began penny pinching becoming more stingy with me and my money until I got hooked on stacking chips, I am super stupid salty that I had ever let me fall off of stacking chips. I was on my way to $50,000.00 fairly quickly, and if I had kept stacking chips, and being stingy with it, only breaking any true bread with me, and me alone I surely would have my private secret cup of wealth to pass to me whenever I am in need of whatever. I should have done a much better job than I had. I am interested in curing my poor burnt out that triggers me to do what habits I should not consistently do. For instance, "sit down all day and do nothing!" Getting little to no regular excersize is bad for the whole bod from the inside out, to the outside in, and I persistently sit marinating on my thoughts of burnout, and the feel of burn out so I choose to avoid any working out for the feel of burn out consumes me every day. It is a fight to self motivate, upkeep the motivation, and do whatever I should be doing from a regular day to day basis, and I suffer hard because of this burn out issue I have. I want to grow out of the burn out feel towards healthier alternatives of living, it is basic "adult living skills" I mean Christ above. Gotta practice healthy "adult living skills" per day every day like it or not, every one knows this. Gotta upkeep your hygiene, household chores, brush teeth, self groom very well, keep tidy, and well kept, clean clothing, clean fresh everything. Gotta work, Gotta pay bills, gotta handle business, gotta keep up on necessary appointments whenever and whatever they may be. Starting recently I am currently getting my bag, and I am tightening it up, I will not overspend because I deserve to save, instead of follishly overspend on shit that I cannot carry if I am homeless. I would have to abandon all of my personal belongings ad pack very little if I had to be homeless on the street starting tomorrow without warning, and if that were to be the case I would be lucky to survive, I would be lucky to not be bawling my eyes out from being homeless, & uncomfortable. I cannot take that homeless shit, I cannot do the homeless situation never again. I need Dan to put me to work, and let me make a lot of doggone money cold hard cash too! I need to make 300 dollars before Sunday night of this very weekend, thank God it is Friday, however bummer I still ain't been showed much love from Danny's uncle Dan. My friend Danny is locked up, I miss her like crazy ever since the police picked my buddy up in Clermont county, then extradited my buddy to Monday corrections in Dayton, Ohio. I am super mad about it no matter what. I cannot stand it, they want to treat her like she is a violent criminal or something of that nature, I do not see it. She is not a violent offender! So why lock my poor baby up like that? For what? Just to aggravate her, just to make her personal life the more difficult while being incarcerated, and then set free with nothing but the clothes on her back, and the shoes she got locked up with.No wearing state shoes home, I assume. Then go back into society in shock wanting to do old habits that are no longer tolerable, with the restrictions from employers, and landlords or property owners who from upon what is on paper and in the system online, but not concerned about the fact that the alleged offender is not behaving like a criminal, has not re-offended, and is in the least likely to offend or commit a brand new crime of any form. People do not give a fuck about innocent people who practice innocent behavior consistently/persistently, and was unfortunately caught at the wrong place, at the wrong time who now is seared/branded with this poor barrier stopping the individual from necessary financial freedoms, work, and safe proper housing that cater to the needs of the individual period, they just do not care about the good people, the good people are perceived to be as foul or worse than the actual dangerous criminals who chronically re-offend, and refuse to quit offending, and doing the worst of the worst until it gets them struck out, and the death penalty at their neck, if not the death penalty, Life in prison without the possibility of parole. I will never commit another crime another day in my life, but the community does not care about my well being. All the community see's is "On paper such & such is bad people, this and that is on paper, and online for all to see. Let this mother fucker suffer, no jobs, homelessness, no comfort, no soothe, no peace, no cutting slack, no benefit of the doubt, no love for a real one who is not, and never will be a criminal at heart. It feels like employers, and landlords look at me, and think "Oh kill em all, and let em die!" That is how I feel as if they are heartless cold ruthless pieces of shit who should not be blessed to the extent that they are because of how they would treat someone like me down the road years later. I just need to see a change for individuals like me, and Danny come very very soon, sooner than expected, just because, If anyone I need help from would give me the benefit of the doubt right now, I promise I would not dare let them, down or let them, stick their neck out just to knock it off while they were only trying to help me get my intermediate needs met for the best quality of life, and our future as a whole landlord vs tenant etc/employer vs employee, and so on, and so on. How can the community be so grave in their treatment towards someone as precious as me? The fact that people can find it in their hearts to mistreat me the way they do because of a fucking piece of paper, should get the people refusing me decent housing or wages punished by the law. Employee's, & Property owners should be held accountable for not believing in the "keep alive principle!" by the law individually, and accordingly!! I am good damn good people I deserve my second chance I still have not received yet! I am aching, dying, and striving, crying, and praying for my second chance, yet I am living in hell to a certain extent. I need my own housing that is permanent and feels luxurious. No one will give me a chance though. I have tried repeatedly, no love lost, no love found. Oh Good Grief. I wish us all the best of luck including the universe. Good morning. Have a glorious day all.