so i bought a jar of pickles today but couldn't find a single jar opener in the entire universe. had to resort to banging it on the counter like a caveman while imagining what it would be like if dinosaurs still roamed the earth, i mean, why do i have a degree and can't open a pickle jar?
lost custody because apparently you need a lawyer for basic rights and my ex had a trust fund, so cheers to being the better parent with no legal backup, guess that doesnt matter when the judge is sipping on gold-plated coffee or whatever. love how the system's just a high-stakes game of monopoly where im bankrupt and hes collecting all the properties.
sat down to watch a movie, but somehow ended up just staring at the wall remembering that one time in college when my roommate took my last slice of pizza and never apologized, now i have to figure out dinner while my friends post their perfect lives and i just wish i had that motivation to do anything...
sat down to watch a movie, but somehow ended up just staring at the wall remembering that one time in college when my roommate took my last slice of pizza and never apologized, now i have to figure out dinner while my friends post their perfect lives and i just wish i had that motivation to do anything...
so today a stranger walked through my house checking for child neglect while i nervously shoved laundry under the couch and wondered if i was being judged for having a plant with a slightly wilty leaf. i mean, who knew that making sure your home was not an episode of hoarders could turn into a twisted game show about being a good parent on the world's worst day?