i bought all this fancy stuff for a garden i never planted and now it just sits in the garage, unused and sad, like a dream i never chased, you know? sometimes i wonder if i am just collecting things to distract myself from actually living.
was just looking at old photos and realized that the friend who knew my weirdest thoughts is gone — it stings that i can text a hundred people but not one can fill that empty spot, so here i am staring at my phone wondering if a text will ever reach someone who understands the silence
literally worked since I was twelve so my brothers could study, and here I am at twenty-five, struggling to even read my own name, और घर वाले समझते नहीं.
literally worked since I was twelve so my brothers could study, and here I am at twenty-five, struggling to even read my own name, और घर वाले समझते नहीं.
so i guess waiting two weeks for cancer treatment is just modern life’s way of making sure we don’t get too comfortable with the idea of a health plan. nothing like a little bureaucratic tango to really put the thrill in “let's fight this.”