just spent an hour trying to find my favorite mug that i KNOW i left on the counter and it’s not even in the house anywhere—like did it grow legs and walk away or what, now i am stuck drinking out of this old paper cup and it just feels like the day is a total waste.
Carlos Ivan Mendoza Hernandez is the latest casualty of ICE's chaos, shot not for a crime but for driving — what have we become? the San Jose police union leader charging in with fentanyl smuggling? total disgrace!
it feels surreal scrolling through old photos of my living room with empty bottles and looking back at the vibrant sunsets that seem so far away now, while my friends share their achievements on social media, it is just this weight in my stomach seeing them celebrate while I just keep failing over and over, sitting here with the lights off and wondering if I will ever be more than this fading echo of what could have been.
it feels surreal scrolling through old photos of my living room with empty bottles and looking back at the vibrant sunsets that seem so far away now, while my friends share their achievements on social media, it is just this weight in my stomach seeing them celebrate while I just keep failing over and over, sitting here with the lights off and wondering if I will ever be more than this fading echo of what could have been.
घर वाले समझते नहीं, मेरी किताबें मेरे साथी हैं, पर जब पढ़ते पढ़ते याद आता है वो दोस्त जो किताबों के लिए बैठा करता था, तो बस अकेलापन, अकेलापन भारी लगने लगता है।