Being me. I’m a student who is broke but still tries to be classy. I hate my life, but somehow I can also laugh about it. I try not to think so much about what went wrong. I spend most of my time staring at a laptop or monitor that is mesmerizing me. I often sit here. At this desk with the cute llama sculpture I picked up from the side of the road. The llama makes me smile. The color of the pattern has peeled off.

I develop my ideas at this desk and laptop. This fucked up desk that I have to cover with a blanket so I don’t damage the cheap wood and get my deposit back.
In this fucked-up run-down apartment where I run into rats when I open the door and where almost everything is broken.
I dream of a better life. A life in which I can furnish my apartment nicely and have a dog or/and cat by my side.