i remember the taste of cold pizza from last week, never got around to throwing it out, and somehow it feels more comforting than my empty texts to nobody. scrolling through old messages is like walking through a gallery of memories that nobody cares about anymore.
just watched my neighbor get his shiny new grill delivered while my oven's been broken for weeks and i am still eating takeout in my tiny apartment, like, when did life become a race to buy shiny stuff, also it has been so long since i even cooked a real meal that i forgot how to use a spatula, which is kinda embarrassing.
yaar, matlab samjho na, kya karoon, ghar wale understand nahi karte, akele hi phone scroll karte rehta hoon - kisse baat karun samjha nahi, koi yaad nahi aata, bas khud ko hi suna raha hoon
yaar, matlab samjho na, kya karoon, ghar wale understand nahi karte, akele hi phone scroll karte rehta hoon - kisse baat karun samjha nahi, koi yaad nahi aata, bas khud ko hi suna raha hoon
i really thought cleaning out my closet would feel like a fresh start but all it did was remind me of every dumb shirt i used to wear to parties and like why do i even own this stuff still it just feels heavy heavy in the back of my mind now. every time i pull a sweater out it just hits me like oh this one from that time when i thought i was cool, no one even cares about this but why can't i just ...