I Think I Bother Everyone

"Ok, ma'am that'll be $226.03."

I take my wallet out of my pocket and unfold it. It is empty other than a single moth that lazily flies out. The moth lands on the tap point of the card reader. There's a beat, and my payment is processed. The moth flies back into my wallet and I put it back in my pocket.

Jealousy eats me alive. Too bad it never kills me.

i really can’t grasp that people like remember non-life defining things from like over a week ago idk it’s just insane to me

i don’t take hints you gotta hit me upside the head

nooo brain ahah don't pay attention to that random wave of sadness please

i dont know how to ask for help without feeling like a burden

every night I think “wow this might be the night I go to bed early” and every time without fail I fuck it up

"it's all in your head" correct! unfortunately I am also in there

tv takes itself too seriously these days. you are a jittery jumble of bumbling pixels doing a fun little dance for my amusement. fucking act like it