so the other day i got a surprise package delivered—opened it, thinking it was the headphones i ordered but nope, it was a bulk lot of small garden gnomes instead—like, 20 of them. now i’m just staring at these creepy little dudes wondering who on earth ordered them, and how to explain this to my neighbor when he sees me carrying them to the dumpster.
so the VA denied my claim because apparently my service in a combat zone where documentation was the LAST thing on anyone's mind wasn't sufficient evidence that yes, i exist and yes, i experienced stuff, like did they expect me to take selfies during explosions or something, like hold up a sign saying "just out here dodging bullets, please send documentation"?
just sat on the couch staring at the pile of unused textbooks that cost more than my rent because i thought college would be the key to something but now they are just collecting dust while my bank account is screaming and my student loans just got a little heavier in my mind.
just sat on the couch staring at the pile of unused textbooks that cost more than my rent because i thought college would be the key to something but now they are just collecting dust while my bank account is screaming and my student loans just got a little heavier in my mind.
spent the whole day pretending to organize my closet but really just sat there thinking about how much I miss talking to the person I used to call about nothing and how my contact list just feels so empty now like I dont even remember what to say if I picked up the phone.