i was going through old notebooks and found pages of half-written letters to friends that i never sent, all with different reasons why we drifted apart, now i just scroll my contacts wondering who would even answer if i called.
got home from running errands and just froze in the kitchen staring at the sink full of dishes. like, i don’t even want to think about that weird jar of pickles that’s been there forever but now i can’t stop picturing them, all slimy and sitting there, and it’s honestly creeping me out so much i might just leave it and order takeout.
yaar, matlab samjho na, scored 98 percent and instead of congrats, पापा पूछते हैं about the 2 marks and now मैं एक और दिन ख़राब कर दिया। क्यों समझते नहीं ये इतना stressful होता है, बुक्स में सब नहीं होता, just annoying...
yaar, matlab samjho na, scored 98 percent and instead of congrats, पापा पूछते हैं about the 2 marks and now मैं एक और दिन ख़राब कर दिया। क्यों समझते नहीं ये इतना stressful होता है, बुक्स में सब नहीं होता, just annoying...
i honestly cannot believe my garden is thriving after all the neglect, i was convinced everything was dead but turns out the sunflowers are taller than me and the tomatoes are finally turning red. felt like my whole life was wilting for a while, but seeing that bright color out there, it feels like some weird miracle.