ScanTheMan
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Ngl this feels like posting from another person's life. Three days now, that 33 at 7Bit just sitting there, and I haven't even opened the tab to "check if the number moved." Marco was there, my sister asked for 200 and I said no, she didn't even ask why this time — just "ok" like she already knew the answer. That silence hit different. Usually I'd be drowning in it for hours, finding a way to turn it into a reason to chase something back.
The AC dying on someone else in this heat, I felt that in my ribs. Mine's hanging on by a prayer and I'm counting down to the 3rd knowing rent's gonna swallow everything anyway. But tonight I'm just... Here. Phone under the table, nobody asking if I got action, nobody checking scores. Almost felt like being regular.
Posting it now before I find a way to make it complicated. You know how it is — the quiet feels like a trap until you realize it might just be the thing.
The AC dying on someone else in this heat, I felt that in my ribs. Mine's hanging on by a prayer and I'm counting down to the 3rd knowing rent's gonna swallow everything anyway. But tonight I'm just... Here. Phone under the table, nobody asking if I got action, nobody checking scores. Almost felt like being regular.
Posting it now before I find a way to make it complicated. You know how it is — the quiet feels like a trap until you realize it might just be the thing.