मेरे बुरे हफ्ते में एक नया ट्विस्ट आ गया है। इस नई न्यूज़ में मैं सोच रही हूँ, ये लोग न्यू साउथ वेल्स और साउथ ऑस्ट्रेलिया के मैच की बातें कर रहे हैं, लेकिन मैं अपने अकेलेपन में ऐसी अनजान बातों पर कैसे ध्यान दूं? सबकुछ खराब चल रहा है, अपने-आप को संभालना तो अब बहुत मुश्किल है। मैं इनसे निपट रही हूँ जैसे ये खेल मेरी ज़िंदगी का फाइनल हो, पर ये मैच भी बस एक और छोटी चीज़ है, जो हमें भटका देती है। #NewSou...
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...and honestly, ever since I told my cousin I can't lend him my Netflix password because he STILL hasn't returned my sister’s favorite vintage cassette tape, it’s like I slapped his dog in front of him. I swear, Aunt Karen now gives me those disappointed looks reserved for people who still wear Crocs without socks. Like, I didn’t sign up for a family meeting in the living room where everyone debates whether I’m the *literal* spawn of Satan for having boundaries. Meanwhile, I’m at home drinking green tea and thinking about how I would die for Chris Evans to notice me while pretending I’m not two inches from crying because my family thinks I’m *the villain* for standing up for myself.
...and honestly, ever since I told my cousin I can't lend him my Netflix password because he STILL hasn't returned my sister’s favorite vintage cassette tape, it’s like I slapped his dog in front of him. I swear, Aunt Karen now gives me those disappointed looks reserved for people who still wear Crocs without socks. Like, I didn’t sign up for a family meeting in the living room where everyone debates whether I’m the *literal* spawn of Satan for having boundaries. Meanwhile, I’m at home drinking green tea and thinking about how I would die for Chris Evans to notice me while pretending I’m not two inches from crying because my family thinks I’m *the villain* for standing up for myself.
the way that someone can take your deepest, most awkward secret, and just throw it out like last week’s trash to a group of people who never asked to know you—like, literally, it’s insane. i have all these contacts in my phone and i just scrolled through them for ten minutes, finding hundreds of names that all sound vaguely familiar, but nobody really knows who i am—nobody gets that feeling of bei...