peedeejaas triis stundas esmu pavadiijusi ierakusies 6 gadus vecos papiiros, kalkuleejot savus taxes un student loan repayments. tagad man ir karsta seja, saap galva un pulsee deninji. iedzeeru divas nurofen ripinjas. so, es domaaju ka shis ir tikai filmaas, bet izraadaas ka parcik early twenties tikko atbraucot uz uk neko nerubiiju par taxes i'm in a pretty epic debt. why happening? how? when? i'm just a small, benevolent person. basically naakamos gadus, heck, mosh dekaades man literally naaksies maksaat par savu eksistenci, earth i love you what a ride man! forshinji, tagad jaatrod razhenaaks drone darbs, lai vareetu maksaat par savu eksistenci ar lelaakiem chunks of arbitrary, socially constructed unit-expressions of value. tad es vareeshu kljuut par pilntiesiigu kapitaalisma, system, money, workaholic, shite sagrauztu cilveek-chaulu, going through the motions with no particular reason or meaning. uzredzeeshanos daargaa beerniiba un magjiskaas apjautas, melanholiskaas un sentimentaalaas romantikas, dziljaaka jeega un sapnji, poeezija, vasaras, viss. es faking veelos paarraut visas saites ar stulbo sisteemu un valdiibu un visu huinju un buut dziivnieks ar short but dignified life span. man nevajadzeeja te triekties, man vajadzeeja palikt laukos un seet burkaanus un bietes.
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