woke up at six and instinctively turned off the alarm like it was just a part of my morning routine—meanwhile my neighbor is out here making bank flipping houses while i barely scrape by in this cramped little studio, no sunlight and half my friends are traveling every month and im stuck just wondering if i should eat toast again or risk my last two dollars.
i sat on my tiny balcony in this crumbling apartment, my friends are moving into their shiny new places, making more in a month than i make in a year, while i clutch my cheap phone wondering if my visa will ever feel like more than just a chain, feeling so lost watching everyone else build their lives while im just... stuck here.
yaar, samjho na please, 10 saal tak khud ko sambhalte rahe ghar banane ke liye aur ab government ne kyunki highway chalu karna tha mera sapna ek pal mein tod diya - aur compensation hai bas ek paanchwa, waah bhai waah, koi samjhata nahi.
yaar, samjho na please, 10 saal tak khud ko sambhalte rahe ghar banane ke liye aur ab government ne kyunki highway chalu karna tha mera sapna ek pal mein tod diya - aur compensation hai bas ek paanchwa, waah bhai waah, koi samjhata nahi.
got the cancer diagnosis and before my doctor could even say “hello,” the billing department is on the line asking about my insurance like they are doing some kind of bizarre life-and-death credit check — it’s like they think my cancer comes with a discount code or something. can someone explain why it feels like getting sick turns you into a new form of adult where you spend more time talking to ...