so the other night i accidentally told a whole table of people at a dinner party that i used to be a professional interpretive dancer instead of saying i once tripped over my own feet in a ballet class, they looked at me like i was insane and i just kept talking and forgot why i was even saying it, really awkward now i am too embarrassed to go back.
sitting in this cramped one bedroom apartment, bills piling up, watching my buddy post pics of his new boat while i gamble my last few bucks at the same dingy casino, hoping for that one miracle that never comes, just constant reminders of what could have been if i had just stopped.
मतलब शादी के बाद उस रात मुझे समझ आया कि मैंने क्या कर दिया, घर वाले नहीं जानेंगे तो पूरा परिवार टूट जाएगा, लेकिन मुझे इस सबसे बुरा लगता है कि मैंने खुद को खो दिया।
मतलब शादी के बाद उस रात मुझे समझ आया कि मैंने क्या कर दिया, घर वाले नहीं जानेंगे तो पूरा परिवार टूट जाएगा, लेकिन मुझे इस सबसे बुरा लगता है कि मैंने खुद को खो दिया।
i was just sitting here scrolling through my contacts and realized i have no one to call about the dumbest stuff like last week’s awful movie or the weird smell in my fridge. it's strange feeling so alone in a crowd of people but not really being able to connect with any of them.