just walked by the old cafe we used to go to and i realized i can't even afford a cup of coffee there anymore, which is wild because that used to be nothing but now it feels like i literally can't catch a break, even my cravings feel like a luxury i have to plan for.
yaar, matlab samjho na, 98 percent mile toh ghar wale ka kehna hai ki 2 mark ka kya hua, jaise khud ko kisi UPSC ki tayyari ke exam mein hoon aur main unko bola ki marks ka stress bhi do minute aaram se bitao toh shayad aakhir at least 99 percent mil jaega, koi samjhta nahi!
some days i wonder if i should just walk into a crowded place and yell "surprise! im illegal!" just to see who'd get more uncomfortable, me or them, but then i remember that living on the edge is only fun when you are not at risk of immediate deportation.
some days i wonder if i should just walk into a crowded place and yell "surprise! im illegal!" just to see who'd get more uncomfortable, me or them, but then i remember that living on the edge is only fun when you are not at risk of immediate deportation.
i started painting again but now my canvas just sits in the corner of my cramped apartment, half-finished while my friends are posting gallery openings and commissions. i thought i could create something worth sharing but its like my inspiration just ghosted me and i cant even afford the good brushes anyway.