Money for a pain

I get on my Christian Lacroix’s underwear and my Calvin Klein’s jeans and fit my Hugo Boss’s sunglasses and go away from Madelaine’s place with a fucking headache. I keep driving around for a while ‘till I find L’Occitante and decide to spend some money on anything. I buy all kind of stuffs and pay with my father’s Master Card and when I see his name followed by a bunch of green numbers in the computer’s screen I look away. It just revolves my stomach.