yaar, aaj account check kiya toh bas 2000 bache hain, EMI ke liye 40000 dena hai aur job nahi mil rahi hai, kaise hoga samjho na. life se utna khush nahi hoon ab kyunki koi samajhta nahi, ghar wale bhi toh bolte hain wait karo bas.
checking my account today - and just saw the balance - 3 hundred left - can’t even afford the new bike pump i need - my rent is due and all i can think about is that delivery riders work more than me but get paid less - nobody cares about their struggle - all this feels so messed up - feeling so stuck.
so i was just thinking about that time someone asked me what i was wearing when i told them this embarrassing story from when i was 11—like, really? does that even matter when the whole thing was about how my best friend dared me to eat glue? ugh.
so i was just thinking about that time someone asked me what i was wearing when i told them this embarrassing story from when i was 11—like, really? does that even matter when the whole thing was about how my best friend dared me to eat glue? ugh.
so turns out my entire childhood was funded by my parent's embezzlement and now i have to figure out if i should be sad about it or just start calling my life a real-life sitcom, like surprise! your whole existence is just an absurd bureaucratic nightmare and honestly where do i sign for the laugh track, right?