so i reported the guy for being a creep and instead they dug through my social media like it was an archeological dig for dirt, now the case is just a hilarious pile of bureaucratic nonsense and i feel like i am living in a bad sitcom where the punchline is me, and nothing makes sense anymore, i mean, how does this even happen, who writes this stuff?
tried to tell my friend about this project i’ve been really passionate about and it just sounded so silly coming out of my mouth—like i was rambling about something pointless. now i feel like they see me as this weirdo with too much time on my hands when it actually means a lot to me.
sat in the emergency room feeling like a complete nobody because i could not think of one single person to call. five years in this city and the silence just feels louder and louder, it hurts, really hurts.
sat in the emergency room feeling like a complete nobody because i could not think of one single person to call. five years in this city and the silence just feels louder and louder, it hurts, really hurts.
so i ordered a pizza, right? and somehow they delivered it to my neighbor, who then brings it over saying “you owe me a slice” like i'm gonna pay for food that got to them FIRST, is this a pizza monopoly or something?