sometimes i feel like i miss out on my own life while sitting in that room. like the world is just moving on without me and all i do is sit there wishing it would be different, but i don't know if i have the strength to change it.
got a letter today not even condolences just the hospital bill like they tried to save them but now i have to pay for it all pay for something that feels wrong wrong wrong.
the guy at the bus stop today said he used to own a yacht but now rides the bus because his life took a turn—yeah well my life's also on a constant detour thanks to the six hour commute and i wonder if we should start a support group for ex-vehicle owners.
the guy at the bus stop today said he used to own a yacht but now rides the bus because his life took a turn—yeah well my life's also on a constant detour thanks to the six hour commute and i wonder if we should start a support group for ex-vehicle owners.
literally just spent an hour trying to figure out how to organize my spice rack and ended up with more frustration than when i started. like how does a person forget what turmeric looks like, i mean come on.