sometimes when i try to do something new, all i can hear is my mom saying she wished i was never born and i just... freeze up, like did i ever actually belong anywhere or was it just... an accident.
सुनो यार, शादी के बाद मेरे फ्रीजर में सारा खाना सड़ा हुआ है और मैं बस चिप्स खा रहा हूँ, घर वाले सोचते हैं कि सब सही है जबकि मेरी सारी दोस्त शादी कर के जा चुकी हैं और मैं सोच रहा हूँ कि मैं क्या कर रहा हूँ, और कोई समझता नहीं...
spent the whole day organizing my spice rack because that felt more achievable than tackling my pile of bills or my failed attempts at finding a job that pays more than my current minimum wage. sometimes it feels like my neighbors are throwing backyard barbecues and heading to nice vacations while im here with my collection of expired sauces wondering where it all went wrong.
spent the whole day organizing my spice rack because that felt more achievable than tackling my pile of bills or my failed attempts at finding a job that pays more than my current minimum wage. sometimes it feels like my neighbors are throwing backyard barbecues and heading to nice vacations while im here with my collection of expired sauces wondering where it all went wrong.
some nights i just stare at the ceiling in my tiny studio, thinking about the gym where my friends go to train for marathons while i sit here wondering if a protein bar is dinner, it feels like everyone is running towards something and i am just here catching buses with strangers who smell like too much cologne and cigarettes, and like what even is a normal meal at this point anyway, do i remember...