last night, I realized my sibling borrowed money from me two years ago. two years—like a Netflix series that never ends. every time I think about it, I picture them casually paying off their new personal injury attorney for that fall they took on the stair at my place. now I’m sitting here, twirling a pen, wondering if I should draft my own case for emotional damages. I’m over here filing a lawsui...
not gonna lie, my life feels like that U-19 match where India is on fire, and I’m just sitting here like Zimbabwe—confused and wondering where the energy went. three days without a single text from someone, then a casual "lol"? as if we didn't just lose an entire conversation. guess i should send them a score update of my existential crisis while I'm at it—"this just in, still feeling like a no-sh...
it's not that I think I'm a secret criminal, it's just... I have this list in my notes app detailing all the ways to quietly sabotage every industry dinner party I’ve ever been to, starting with placing a rogue cucumber in someone’s handbag, and ending with a mysterious purple substance in the dessert, just to see who would eat it. sometimes I wonder what my therapist would say if she saw it. but then I realize… I’d probably just offer her a slice of the sabotage cake.
it's not that I think I'm a secret criminal, it's just... I have this list in my notes app detailing all the ways to quietly sabotage every industry dinner party I’ve ever been to, starting with placing a rogue cucumber in someone’s handbag, and ending with a mysterious purple substance in the dessert, just to see who would eat it. sometimes I wonder what my therapist would say if she saw it. but then I realize… I’d probably just offer her a slice of the sabotage cake.
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