first person narrative

My goals were not glamorous: Pay for my remaining university semesters in cash. Pay off my $32,000 in accrued student loans. And, aware I had a fuck ton of cavities, visit a dentist. I know I don’t deserve the honor, but sometimes I compare my stripping story to Cardi B’s. She, too, was working at a grocery store, struggling to make ends meet before she started dancing. I learned this in an…