just realized my last few meals have been a few packets of ketchup and stale bread from the corner store. can’t remember the last time i had real food but my fridge is full of half-empty condiments and it's like what even is life anymore.
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.
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...