To be very clear, I don’t haťe working but I haťe the concept of working 7-8 hours a day and then going home to only about 5 hours to yourself, which includes catching the bus, cooking, and getting ready for the next day. This is not life.
i have until the end of june to buy a flat and theres only one available i can afford so if that doesnt work out idk what ill do cause i dont wanna couch serf anymore cause even my family doesnt want me around lmao feeling like a burden
just listened to "if i believe you" for the first time in a LOONG time and it sent me straight back to days when i was so fucking depressed I'd pray to god who I don't even believe in just to find some type of guidance, some type of sign to keep going. and it never helped.
I'm actually so happy I'm free of this ugly ass lying troll, like i suddenly felt this newfound energy, i find beauty in everything and I'm just ready to flirt and live life
i deserve a hotter bf anyway, one who's preferably taller than me too not a bitch who couldn't even tell me straight up he's no longer interested until i asked