sat in my car thinking about that damn tire pressure light that came on again, just after i fixed the last flat. can’t afford new tires, and then the rain hits and my mind goes to the worst, like sliding into someone because the car just doesn’t respond...
i guess winning a custody battle is like trying to find a cheap flight on a holiday weekend, just not gonna happen no matter how much you wish. but hey, at least now i can blame my existential dread on the judicial system instead of my love for convenience store snacks.
i literally just watched my roommate win a local poetry slam and here i am still trying to figure out how to pay off the five hundred dollar loan i took out for an emergency that turned into just another month of my life going nowhere, sitting in our cramped apartment filled with stacks of laundry and feeling like everyone else is moving ahead while i am stuck in this weird cycle of scrolling through my phone late at night wishing for something to change but not really believing it will.
i literally just watched my roommate win a local poetry slam and here i am still trying to figure out how to pay off the five hundred dollar loan i took out for an emergency that turned into just another month of my life going nowhere, sitting in our cramped apartment filled with stacks of laundry and feeling like everyone else is moving ahead while i am stuck in this weird cycle of scrolling through my phone late at night wishing for something to change but not really believing it will.
so i just spent an hour at the local DMV to get a document because apparently my twenty years of joint tax returns aren't enough to prove my life partner is worth letting me see one last time, like do i need to bring a scrapbook or something? and here i am, standing in line with all these people who probably have less complex stories but somehow they’re the ones getting through while i’m stuck beh...