i watch my roommates get promotions while i struggle to afford my tiny apartment, still drowning in student debt that feels like it just grows and grows. they plan vacations while i debate if i can buy groceries or need to stretch the last of the ramen another week.
i honestly went into that weird little thrift shop expecting the usual junk but walked out with the exact vintage jacket i used to have in high school, like how is this real and i almost didn't go because of the usual dread about money and time and everything but wow just wow, it felt like a sign or something.
life is hard when you go to buy eggs and somehow end up stuck in a 45-minute customer service line because the cash register won't stop beeping like it’s trying to communicate with aliens. কেউ বোঝে না, I just wanted to make an omelet, not a theatrical experience.
life is hard when you go to buy eggs and somehow end up stuck in a 45-minute customer service line because the cash register won't stop beeping like it’s trying to communicate with aliens. কেউ বোঝে না, I just wanted to make an omelet, not a theatrical experience.
just stood there looking at the empty pantry for a minute, felt like i was in a ghost house. kids are gonna want snacks, and i don’t even know if i can get a loaf of bread without borrowing.