I fuckin' HATE money

And it doesn't seem to matter one little bit how much I hate it and don't use it and don't care about how much I have vs how much other people have. Because I still have to pay it, for everything, and because I don't care about it I get fucking shafted at every turn. Like spotting the payment on the Blockbuster movie pass thing. I don't care, sure I'll slide my card, take off 30 bucks, whatever. I then just forgot about it and so the next month 30 dollars was taken off automatically and so my little checkbook balancer was off 30, causing me to overdraw, getting a 30 dollar overdraft fee. I don't have any idea about any of this, because everything is just sent through the mail, which doesn't get to me for weeks because of my address change. So now my checkbook balancer is off by 60 dollars and I am overdrawing left and right, and my account always seems way too fucking low considering that I am constantly depositing money into it. So basically I've racked up over $150 just in overdraft fees, which I do not care about, take the 150, I've almost got it, I'll just work for somebody tonight and take care of it. But I need that to pay rent in the house I no longer live in. I just want to have a little projection sticking out of my back that says how much money I have at any given time. You can have it. Really, I do not care, I don't want it. The things I enjoy are free or super super cheap. But I can't give away money I don't have, and being in debt over something so ficticious and arbitrary as money just pisses me off and stresses me out more than I can express. I make a lot of money delivering pizza. Really, a whole lot. Way more than I need. I would love to just put it away to pay for things I do care about, like school, or give it to people who want it more than I do. But fucking retarded ass mistakes, just little things like the Blockbuster business end up using up all of my money. I spend more of this shit paying for mistakes and misunderstandings (rent in a house I don't live in?) than I do on everything I need and use, doubled. I HATE it. I hate it so much I could scream and shout and cry and hit somebody. It doesn't make any sense at all. And there is no element of human compassion either. A living person would not charge me $150 in overdraft charges without making sure I knew what was going on. A real human being with normal empathy faculties would not charge me 300/month for a hovel of a house that I was screamed at and told to move out of. Why do we have to indebt ourselves to this broken mess of a society.
Fuck it. I have library books to read and thrift store sheets to sew with my garage sale sewing machine. Free pets to watch. Thrift store string to braid.
What are other people DOING with all of this money? What could they possibly be spending it all on? I can't even begin to guess.