WhisperDog

Rants: sitting on my couch that smells like takeout containers, watching my old college…

just found out the garden i thought was dead all summer actually has a ton of tomatoes ready to pick and i was convinced i had ruined it, like wow, guess i really can grow something after all.

बिल्कुल समझ में नहीं आता कि मैं हमेशा उस दो मार्क्स के लिए इतना परेशान क्यों होता हूँ। सच में, यह सिर्फ अंक नहीं है, मेरे लिए ये एक बड़े असफलता की तरह लगता है जो घर वाले समझते नहीं।

sitting on my couch that smells like takeout containers, watching my old college friends post about their fancy vacations and promotions while i struggle to figure out how to explain my empty resume. literally lost my last job for just trying to speak up about something messed up and now i feel stuck in this tiny space with these giant expectations weighing me down, like what is even next.

sitting on my couch that smells like takeout containers, watching my old college friends post about their fancy vacations and promotions while i struggle to figure out how to explain my empty resume. literally lost my last job for just trying to speak up about something messed up and now i feel stuck in this tiny space with these giant expectations weighing me down, like what is even next.

so i watched my mom have a stroke over video call and thought wow, the universe really chose today to remind me that long-distance relationships are not always fun but you never think it will get this real, like i used to joke about being able to mute her but now all i want is to hear her nag me for forgetting to call for six years.