Got an email from my bank saying “is your 401k enough to retire on” and it’s like you are my bank, you know it’s not.

Took a good look at my finances. I won’t make that mistake again.

Yes, hello, I’d like to exchange my generational trauma for generational wealth, please.

“This was on sale!” is why I’m always broke.

I wonder how much this “Never mind, it’s only 10 bucks” has already cost me?

Damn, didn’t win the lottery. It’s messing up my budget plan.

I did the math and a second job would help me get out of debt as long as I start it twelve years ago.

Went to the grocery store hungry. I didn’t need to pay rent this month anyway.

Only thing that can cure my depression is $500 million.

Money is always a motive for murder. Stay broke.

My retirement plan is 100% contingent on me finding a buried treasure at some point.

I have money, then I don’t have money, it all happens so fast!

This chapter of my life is called ‘at least the rent is paid’

AirBnB is fun for when you want to be financially abused by a stranger with a binder filled with rules.

I am one step away from being rich, all I need now is money.

I want my children to have all the things I couldn’t afford. Then I want to move in with them.

Is everything expensive or am I just poor?

Sorry, I’m poor, I can’t afford to pay attention.

Paid my mortgage so don’t ask me to come out. I’m getting my money’s worth.