checked my bank account after forgetting to cancel that subscription and saw it took out the last of my money, now all i can think about is how i wanted to buy that book that i saw online but now it feels like a distant dream and why do things cost so much anyway, like is it too much to ask for just a little financial peace.
basically, i feel like i lost the chance to be a real artist because all i do is hide behind the eyes of a million judgmental family members, कोई समझتا نہیں how hard it is to pretend.
yaar, literally just finished my day with a stupid pile of laundry, और कोई समझता नहीं कि ये कितना frustrating है, like does anyone actually appreciate the effort it takes to sort colors and whites, i mean come on!
yaar, literally just finished my day with a stupid pile of laundry, और कोई समझता नहीं कि ये कितना frustrating है, like does anyone actually appreciate the effort it takes to sort colors and whites, i mean come on!
yaar, matlab samjho na, sab dost achhe job le rahe hain, main apne chhote se apartment mein baitha hoon aur khud se hi samjhane ki koshish kar raha hoon, kisi ke saath nahi mil raha, kyunki ab ghar wale bhi ummeed chhod diye hain, 5 saal ki mehnat aur rejection letter hi mila, kabhi socha nahi tha yaar.