life is hard, শেষ দুই বছরে আমার সবার সাথে যোগাযোগ হয়ে গেছে। শুধু ঘড়িতে থাকা যোগাযোগের সংখ্যা গুনছি আর ফোন স্ক্রল করতে করতে মনে হচ্ছে কেউ বোঝে না।
so i tried explaining to my roommate why i cant let them borrow my favorite mug, like its really sentimental and i ended up rambling about my mom and now they just look at me like im some weirdo with attachment issues or something. now i keep thinking about it and i just want to rewind and say i was joking or something but that doesnt even make sense either.
just got the final confirmation on that art grant and honestly still in shock, thought for sure my last submission was a disaster. i had already braced myself for disappointment but wow, it actually feels good to be pleasantly surprised for once.
just got the final confirmation on that art grant and honestly still in shock, thought for sure my last submission was a disaster. i had already braced myself for disappointment but wow, it actually feels good to be pleasantly surprised for once.
just spent three hours waiting for a reply about a freelance gig, my tiny apartment feels even smaller when you scroll through my friends’ photos in their new homes, their perfect lives while i sit here in a shirt with a mustard stain, checking my phone every few minutes like somehow that will change everything, it just doesn’t seem fair, like can the world chill for a sec and not make this so pai...