life is hard, bills piling up and checked my account just now and like, 500 bucks left and this month is already a mess yaar, matlab samjho na, can't even buy proper groceries.
so today i found an expired coupon for an ice cream place that closed two years ago, and like what is my life, searching through papers for my motivation only to find a piece of trash that was once a sweet treat but is now just a reminder that i have failed at dessert and life, so yay productive day for my brain.
i spent the last week imagining what my life would be like if i just picked up and left everything behind, like i never did, and it’s haunting me because i am so tired of being grateful for things i don’t actually want.
i spent the last week imagining what my life would be like if i just picked up and left everything behind, like i never did, and it’s haunting me because i am so tired of being grateful for things i don’t actually want.
so there i am at the grocery store—my heart’s racing, my palms are sweaty, and i forgot why i even walked in but now i’m doing this weird slow-motion dodge around the salad section like it’s a minefield—meanwhile some lady is casually judging me for not picking out fresh arugula like it's life or death or something and i'm just trying not to spiral into a full meltdown over an avocado.