sat at the funeral—my siblings bickering over things that don't even matter while the one person we should be mourning is gone and nobody even noticed i walked out into the cold silence, scrolling through my contacts wondering who i could have called to help me breathe through it all.
yaar, matlab samjho na, it is like every time i look at the family photo albums, all those smiles make me feel so alone, like, कोई समझता नहीं what is hiding behind all those memories. फिर सोचती हूँ, क्या कभी कोई ऐसा होगा जो इन तस्वीरों के बारे में समझ पाएगा?
so i literally spent the whole day trying to find a matching sock and like honestly how do socks just vanish into thin air, i had to search my whole apartment and all i found was this old one with a hole, ugh
so i literally spent the whole day trying to find a matching sock and like honestly how do socks just vanish into thin air, i had to search my whole apartment and all i found was this old one with a hole, ugh
so today i spent an hour picking out the perfect pack of dish sponges, like am i a dish sponge connoisseur now, and then when i finally grabbed some fancy ones, i dropped them right on the floor and was like, great, great, now they are officially trash, just my luck, why does this happen to me, i should’ve just washed the dishes with my hands, life’s a joke.