yaar, matlab samjho na, i sit in my tiny apartment with those walls closing in and watch friends fly into better jobs like they have wings while i drag my IT salary barely getting by, और घर वाले समझते नहीं, उन्होंने अपने सपने मेरे लिए खींचे, अब किसके लिए जी रहा हूँ.
dude, in a meeting i mixed up a word and said "opportunity" instead of "oppression" like WHO does that, i just sat there dying inside as everyone looked so confused and i was like great just GREAT
i just checked my bank account and i have barely enough for groceries this week, and that stupid subscription box i keep getting shows up tomorrow like i do not have the money for it but somehow i still order it because it feels like a treat when every dollar counts and i feel so stuck in this cycle of bad choices.
i just checked my bank account and i have barely enough for groceries this week, and that stupid subscription box i keep getting shows up tomorrow like i do not have the money for it but somehow i still order it because it feels like a treat when every dollar counts and i feel so stuck in this cycle of bad choices.
i never realized how much it hurts to eat alone until i started naming my plants just to feel like i have companions at the table - i guess this is what happens when your idea of home fades to just a room with four walls.