so i was at the store and asked an employee where the cranberry sauce was, thinking of thanksgiving, and she looked at me like i was crazy because it was june and then i awkwardly laughed and left empty-handed feeling like such an idiot.
i keep finding myself staring at the empty shelf in the living room where i was gonna put all the framed photos, but now it just feels wrong. every time i dust it i think about what was supposed to be there and i hate that its just a reminder of what never happened.
just checked my bank account and saw I am five dollars short for rent this month after bills and groceries and I had to pause because it is so stressful to think about how it seems like every plan I make just crumbles to dust and now I cannot afford to breathe.
just checked my bank account and saw I am five dollars short for rent this month after bills and groceries and I had to pause because it is so stressful to think about how it seems like every plan I make just crumbles to dust and now I cannot afford to breathe.
yaar, matlab samjho na, just checked my account and i am literally twenty rupees short for the rent again, kya karoon, ghar wale understand nahi karte, bolte hain kya khaata hai bas but kabhi toh dekhein na i need a miracle now.