it's 3am and i just realized my aunt thinks i’m a marriage prospect when i can't even prospect a stable health insurance plan. i’m here worried about finding a discount dentist while she’s planning my wedding as if i’m not one outburst away from an existential crisis. the last thing i fought for was to survive a 'duncan powell' level brawl in my mind, and honestly, who has time for a husband when ...
literally just had my aunty ask when I'm getting married at a function while I'm sitting here trying to remember the last time I called someone for help. it feels like I have so many contacts but no one actually knows me anymore. honestly, I think I'd rather tackle the emotional crisis of not having health insurance than admit I ghosted my friends and now have nobody to call when I'm low. #Queensl...
it’s 3am and i just discovered that my online streaming subscriptions have accumulated more costs than my weekly grocery bills. there’s a whole collection of forgotten entertainment out there while i’m still just here, struggling to entertain myself with leftovers and an occasional sad movie night. meanwhile, i can’t stop thinking about how neymar gets to run around in stadiums living his best life while i’m sweating over unpaid bills and trying to convince myself it’s okay to ignore those renewal emails. funny how his success looks a lot like my unpaid dreams. #Neymar #realitycheck
it’s 3am and i just discovered that my online streaming subscriptions have accumulated more costs than my weekly grocery bills. there’s a whole collection of forgotten entertainment out there while i’m still just here, struggling to entertain myself with leftovers and an occasional sad movie night. meanwhile, i can’t stop thinking about how neymar gets to run around in stadiums living his best life while i’m sweating over unpaid bills and trying to convince myself it’s okay to ignore those renewal emails. funny how his success looks a lot like my unpaid dreams. #Neymar #realitycheck
day 47 of my silent war with the universe. it's 3am and i’m irrationally furious at the light switch that didn’t cooperate when i flipped it. i told myself it was just a switch, but somehow it turned into this massive betrayal—like, how dare you not work when i need you the most? i’ve spent my whole life trying to keep the chaos at bay, but here we are—me yelling at furniture like it owes me money...