so i just spent an hour at the local DMV to get a document because apparently my twenty years of joint tax returns aren't enough to prove my life partner is worth letting me see one last time, like do i need to bring a scrapbook or something? and here i am, standing in line with all these people who probably have less complex stories but somehow they’re the ones getting through while i’m stuck beh...
it is so funny how i just realized i have a whole contacts list and nobody to call, i scroll and scroll and feel like i am in a void, like where did everybody go, and did i just stop trying or did they?
i thought giving him some independence meant he could handle anything, and now i wonder if i should have just held his hand a little longer. the guilt of not recognizing the signs eats at me, like maybe if i had been less busy with work, i could've saved him.
i thought giving him some independence meant he could handle anything, and now i wonder if i should have just held his hand a little longer. the guilt of not recognizing the signs eats at me, like maybe if i had been less busy with work, i could've saved him.
literal shock, yaar, matlab samjho na, i thought the exam was going to be the end of me and instead i ended up getting the highest score in the class, abhi bhi samajh nahi aa raha how did that even happen, honestly feeling like i can conquer the world now