sitting on my tiny balcony, looking at my friends thriving in their fancy apartments while im stuck in this shoebox with a view of the dumpster, sometimes i wonder if all my time spent working remotely is just for me to pay off a couch i don’t even like but it feels heavy thinking that’s my only furniture while everyone else is doing the brunch thing every weekend and i can barely scrape together ...
every day i show up to visit my parent like i'm auditioning for the lead role in a soap opera no one is watching, meanwhile my siblings treat it like a season they canceled last year. it is wild how a room full of strangers can turn into a place where i discover who actually cares, spoiler alert: it is not them.
just opened the fridge for the fifth time today, hoping for a miracle snack, but it’s just the same sad takeout container staring back at me, i can practically hear my bank account rolling its eyes at me like yeah good luck affording actual food this week.
just opened the fridge for the fifth time today, hoping for a miracle snack, but it’s just the same sad takeout container staring back at me, i can practically hear my bank account rolling its eyes at me like yeah good luck affording actual food this week.
eric swalwell is a disgusting predator who thought he could hide behind his political ties while assaulting women — he should be kicked out of office and into jail! this guy was supposed to be a leader, but instead he's just another crooked politician who deserves to be exposed!