#now i’m confined to a guest bedroom as a lesbian in my ex boyfriends home

[grievingchild]

I really am just out here living, and I mean, that’s it

no future no present prospects

nothing in progress

no relationships

just consuming the media, the sleep, petting the cats, breathing the air, making the rent by $20 dollars each month with enough leftover for cat food and if i pause the show for too long i see the crushing weight of capitalism sitting on top of me

living freely isn’t free and i have to make the rent oh but to dream just a little longer

#me #what am i DOING #last month i was dreaming of a career #working towards it #now i’m confined to a guest bedroom as a lesbian in my ex boyfriends home #my entire life is this room #the realization tho is that i could live like this #complete solitude #a tiny house #media and the cats #money will be the death of everything #i haven’t seen a human that wasn’t my mother besides him in the past hmmm two months and i’ve seen her twice