so i have this bizarre system where every time i think about my mom having a stroke i have to wash all the windows in my apartment - i’m up to nine and counting but it’s hilarious because the inside looks like a madman lives here but outside it sparkles like a trophy wife’s life is way too ridiculous and there i am like a deranged cleaner just trying to scrub my guilt away while my friends are out...
so our water’s been tasting funny and we thought it was just old pipes, but turns out it’s lead lead everywhere and now i am just SO angry because our landlord knew knew knew and did nothing until it made the news.
life is hard. घर वाले समझते नहीं, jab dekho mujhe toh bus akele dekhtay hain, aur unki aankhen bas shadi ke profile dekh rahi hoti hain.
life is hard. घर वाले समझते नहीं, jab dekho mujhe toh bus akele dekhtay hain, aur unki aankhen bas shadi ke profile dekh rahi hoti hain.
so i just found out my watercolor painting actually looks good and i am seriously in shock, like i was convinced it would be a complete disaster but i just kept adding layers and now i feel this weird mix of joy and disbelief, like how did that happen, it’s literally a thousand times better than i thought it would be and honestly i just cannot stop smiling.