and I’m gonna poop my pants because I don’t know what the hell I am doing more than staying in my uncle’s spare room and hoping to find a minimum wage job 😅**
I don’t have a job here in NYC. I don’t have an apartment as of next Tuesday. I love my mom but I cannot live with her long term. Soo why not? I can always come back right?
Am I a lunatic? (Be nice I’m fragile🥲)
**EDIT: I am a citizen!
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