came home to all this emptiness after years of serving. sometimes i think i traded my whole life for a thank you and a flag, like what even was it for.
woke up this morning and realized i have not done laundry in over two weeks, just been living in the same few outfits because the laundromat is too far and i hate carrying quarters, now i smell like last week’s lunch and i can’t remember when i last felt fresh, kinda stuck in this cycle where the effort to escape feels like too much for the little that i have. also, why do socks keep disappearing?
so the other day i bought one of those fancy scented candles that promises to transform your whole vibe, right, but instead it just smells like the exasperated sigh of my soul mixed with a hint of regret and now my apartment smells like a therapy session gone wrong, so basically i'm just sitting here with my lights on, flinching at my own reflection in the dark because even my home environment is failing at comforting me, awesome.
so the other day i bought one of those fancy scented candles that promises to transform your whole vibe, right, but instead it just smells like the exasperated sigh of my soul mixed with a hint of regret and now my apartment smells like a therapy session gone wrong, so basically i'm just sitting here with my lights on, flinching at my own reflection in the dark because even my home environment is failing at comforting me, awesome.
just spent the whole day trying to teach myself to paint but like, honestly, i cannot figure out how to blend colors at all and now my canvas looks like a disaster zone.