i just found this old receipt from a restaurant i never went to and now im stuck wondering who i was supposed to be with that night. scrolling through my phone — it is just names that feel like ghosts now and i guess we never got to say goodbye.
yaar, matlab samjho na, har mahine 40 thousand ka EMI chukana pad raha hai aur job nahi mil rahi, visa ki sirf do mahine bache hain, ghar wale samjhte nahi bas bolte hain sab thik hoga.
just checked my bank account and the balance is too low to get that essential oil diffuser i wanted for my room, my mind keeps going back to that week at the end of the month when i have to decide between groceries and the internet bill, i feel like i was always chasing something but now it just feels like a loop of stress.
just checked my bank account and the balance is too low to get that essential oil diffuser i wanted for my room, my mind keeps going back to that week at the end of the month when i have to decide between groceries and the internet bill, i feel like i was always chasing something but now it just feels like a loop of stress.
so my back's been on strike since that incident at work and somehow workers comp decided to pack up and leave just like my ability to pick up anything heavier than a feather — but hey, at least my hospital bills are really stacking up, so there's that silver lining, right?