In times like these..

I'm going to meditate tomorrow. I'm tired and I'm confused. School is too complicated. I'm trying to push through. I'm grieving still.

Lol gonna start posting angsty shit on here again, get out while you can

I hate living with people. I fucking hate it. I hate how my house smells like trash, I hate how much of my stuff has been ruined, I fucking hate cleaning up after other people, I hate having to ask people to clean up. I hate singing and I fucking hate how entitled my roommate is. We’re friends, but I’m so so tired of her not cleaning/looking to me for emotional labor whenever she’s upset/honestly just being the fucking most/singing at the top of her lungs all xthe damn time. Holy shit instead of fucking talking about cleaning up, clean the fuck up. I do so much for the fucking house. I feel clean almost every other day and I’m tired of being shit on. I can’t even go into my back yard without stepping in dogshit