Can I just not have a bank account?

I don't think I was ment to have one. I will be like one of those little old women that put it in a shoe box in their closet. But I dont have a closet either. In the past 6 days I have had someone call at 8 am trying to fraud my account switched my bank account had no money for three days while waiting for a new card and checks, then had the person I was living with take that card and go on a move out spree, punch my roommate in the face over a simple argument, leave us with his heartbroken girlfriend and leave without so much as a word.I have had to file police reports on someone I thought I knew, filed claims for something I trusted did to me. I have had someone who I considered a best friend hate me when I have not had the time to explain and how I also know he wouldnt care to hear. Not that he should. But I am dealing with cops with losing everything but clothes and my laptop (thank god I got that back) and being screwed by NY and yet if I wasnt bitter and annoyed he would have been there for me to cry to.

I have had enough of the world for a while....and I miss my friend...

Over the last 6 days that was the only thing I had previous control of... I screwed that up all by myself.

Rolling in the deep.

I have been thinking about this a LOT lately.

Why, hell if I know... and neither does God.

I am in love with your mind that I knew. With your touch every now and then. Your laugh. Your honesty. You knew so much about me that you didnt even know you had access to.

My mind was laid out and I screwed it up...