the way i can’t get the taste of burnt toast out of my mind, it was the last breakfast i made for my mom before she stopped eating. even now, i feel the guilt of not knowing how to help her when she really needed it.
life is hard yaar, literally everyone from my college is getting amazing jobs and i'm just here in my small apartment with zero motivation, घर वाले समझते नहीं, like do they even get how crushing it is to keep failing at something for so long.
saw a guy at the park literally juggling three flaming torches and i could barely keep my kid from chasing the pigeons while we sit on this gross bench that is like a weird shade of brown from who knows what and im just thinking about how i can barely juggle two thoughts in my head about dinner while he is out there living his best life and i cant even remember the last time i felt that free or that motivated to even try to light up my own life like that
saw a guy at the park literally juggling three flaming torches and i could barely keep my kid from chasing the pigeons while we sit on this gross bench that is like a weird shade of brown from who knows what and im just thinking about how i can barely juggle two thoughts in my head about dinner while he is out there living his best life and i cant even remember the last time i felt that free or that motivated to even try to light up my own life like that
yaar, matlab samjho na, kabhi kabhi lagta hai sabse zyada achha lagta hai bina kisi ko bataye ghar ki chhat par bas akela baithe rehna, ghar wale samjhte नहीं, wo moments sachi shanti dete hain.