spent three hours on hold with insurance, listening to the same mind-numbing elevator music loop, only to get told my test results mean i need surgery, but oh wait, can't afford it because insurance denied the claim. all of this while contemplating how in the world i ever thought tech would make me happy—here i am, wishing for a magic wand to fix it all, or at least to mute their obnoxious hold mu...
started keeping a jar for all the times people told me to be positive, so far it's just a lot of empty space and some lint. guess my optimism didn't survive the bus ride home after realizing that happiness is basically just a myth created to sell more coffee mugs.
i just had a 30 minute argument with a vending machine because it took my money and then proceeded to only deliver 3 peanut m&ms like some kind of cosmic joke on my will to snack, and now i am convinced that the universe has declared war on my small joys.
i just had a 30 minute argument with a vending machine because it took my money and then proceeded to only deliver 3 peanut m&ms like some kind of cosmic joke on my will to snack, and now i am convinced that the universe has declared war on my small joys.
every night i sit alone with the regret of not standing up for myself sooner. कोई समझتا نہیں, ये शादी सिर्फ एक रियायती तिल है।