The amount of landlords that come in to my job and start off by saying they want whatever is the cheapest material cause it’s a rental, yet rent is as expensive as it is. Fuck y’all.
so much of adulthood is just grieving in secret. grieving ex lovers, grieving dead friendships, grieving your parents sinking into old age, grieving the person you thought you'd grow into. grieving cities you never got to live in. grieving parts of you that couldn't survive.
A daily habit of mine nobody knows about: everyday after work, there is a street I pass with lots of prairie dogs. Every time, I will slow down and yell at them till they go back in their home. Just trying to keep them off the streets