just walked by my old favorite diner that got replaced with a smoothie bowl place and now it feels like my childhood just took a vacation i cant afford to join, the irony of rich people paying twelve dollars for almond milk and pretending its a health choice while im here like great, cool, i used to eat fries for a dollar and not think twice
i still cringe every time i remember that karaoke night in 2016 when i thought i was nailing a song and just completely butchered the words, people were staring and laughing like i was a joke, and i thought it was funny at the time but man, it haunts me still, still. like why did i think i could do that?
yaar, matlab samjho na, unka stomach problem actually unke liver se shuru hota hai aur koi samjhta nahi, bas hospital bills se khud ko darshak samajhte hain. din bhar bureaucracy mein uljhe rehte hain aur ghar wale kahte hain bas dhoond le, dhoond le kya, khud ki daud se toh pakka fat jaayenge!
yaar, matlab samjho na, unka stomach problem actually unke liver se shuru hota hai aur koi samjhta nahi, bas hospital bills se khud ko darshak samajhte hain. din bhar bureaucracy mein uljhe rehte hain aur ghar wale kahte hain bas dhoond le, dhoond le kya, khud ki daud se toh pakka fat jaayenge!
spent all night on these transplant forums like i am a freaking lottery ticket machine but i can't even win the consolation prize of being a match—just me, refreshing the page like the odds are gonna change, while my only culinary achievement today was burning toast, it’s like the universe has a sense of humor that i just can't get.