What the FUCK.

Okay so it's august and I must say I usually like August, sunshine, visits to the sea, drinks in a nice little pub somewhere with friends etc etc.
Not this August though, if ever there was a month that could do with fucking right off it's August 2012.
Not only did I have a visit from some blood sucking  bailiffs about none payment of Poll tax, Community Charge or whatever the hell it is called these days, but after doing a bit of re search I found out that it isn't even mine that I am having to pay. It is down to my ex and an old housemate of mine (before I even moved into this address)>
I am having to pay other peoples because when we all lived in the same house , it was shared, not seperate flats, an my name was on the rent book, therefore I am responsible for the tax payments.......nice eh.
So not only that, but my best friend in all the world moves out, which means suddenly I am having to pay for everything again, on my own, whereas she would help with food, gas, electric etc, so I am now having to pay for everything myself again.
But to top the month off my old dog Captain Flint was put to sleep a few days ago, so August 2012, you can fuck off and kiss my arse.
Oh yeah and my bike is still off the road, can't even afford to get the screws, nuts and bolts that have been lost by Vlad the bastard (cat). So yeah this month has been the worst month I hav had to suffer for many many years.
There are certain things that really get to me though, I mean things that no one should have to put up with, like, paying someone else's debts off. This Poll tax thing I have been paying off for months now, I stopped because of a mix up at the Job Center office , because at the moment I am having to sign on  (which I fucking hate)
I mean I couldn't let someone else pay my debts off without a by your leave or a kiss my arse but that is exactly what I am doing.
I hate the fact that it was someone I trusted as well.
My old dog going was hard but he was 19 years 5 months old and that is a hell of an age for a Lurcher to reach, the vet was amazed.
But I am just feeling so low at the moment., maybe it's time I was travelling again. I got a good mind to sell everything I own and just fuck off, tired of this life, tired of living hand to mouth, just plain old tired of everything and everybody.
Pleas don't get me wrong I have loads of people in my life (only a few I actually care about) but loadsof people I can see and talk to but not even that is helping .
I need a change of luck.I used to have luck, I had it by the bushel basket, but now it's just gone and with it went allot of my hope.
I am still trying to get my own business back up and running but cannot find the funding/ grants to be able to start and you know what pisses me off more about that than anything else.............It's £2.500, that's it, that's all I need, it's a pissing little amount, but no one can help me, and please before anyone starts sending me links to this and that and saying try this...trust me I have already covered all my options on this score and I do mean every single one, so don't waste your time finding anything out about it for me because I really have tried everything there is to try, even private funding.
No I am afraid that all this shit that has come to rest at my door is just about all I can take for right now, if anything else happens to me that isn't positive I am just likely to lose the plot altogether.

Well that's about it really, my back is getting better, the only positive thing to happen. Other than that my life is sucking dick right now.