Drive the Nail.

I never wanted to be the materialistic type, and I never wanted to work a dead in job in order to buy all this useless crap.
As much as shopping makes us happy, in the end none of the things we buy matter. Not even the ones we pass it on to will be able to cherish it once like we did.
When my father came to furnish his apartments he literally would take items off the street that no one else no longer wanted. His home was a true Ravens Nest. I think to myself I should do that, I could... But I why would I, when I can spend $70 on a coffee table that has a cool flower design on it from IKEA?!

I make myself sick from time to time with this shit. Cause really, I need to save more money than I do spend it.