born on April 7th

based on a true story, unfortunately.

and just like that, it’s already September.

time flies when you work every goddamn day. i don’t know how many more years of 9-5 i got in me 😭 im grateful for the work i have but how long am i going to do this? till i die? yes i get to travel and stay at home, but at what cost?

i just know there’s more for me, i dont know what it is but just…more. i strongly believe in it that i can almost taste it.

i can’t imagine having this kind of breakdown with a kid. having anxiety while making a child sleep? no thanks. hehe

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