sitting here staring at the wall wondering when things got so messy, like how many times can i wash the same dish before it just gets ignored, it feels like cleaning is a task and a trap, am i really even here or just going through the motions, just empty.
found out my grandma died from a facebook post like she was some kind of monthly newsletter. guess that’s what happens when you miss family group texts and your life feels like a forgotten sitcom where everyone’s tuned out.
so i was waiting for this important reply and ended up checking my phone every 8 minutes for 3 hours, only to realize it was sitting on the other side of the room this whole time. finally, it buzzed and i grabbed it like it was a fire alarm only to find a message from my grandma asking if i wanted more knitted sweaters.
so i was waiting for this important reply and ended up checking my phone every 8 minutes for 3 hours, only to realize it was sitting on the other side of the room this whole time. finally, it buzzed and i grabbed it like it was a fire alarm only to find a message from my grandma asking if i wanted more knitted sweaters.
life is weird, yaar, matlab samjho na, every time i see my neighbors getting new furniture while my old couch is falling apart, समझ में नहीं आता how they make it look so easy, घर वाले समझते नहीं, मेरा सिर्फ एक कमरा है और salary भी बस इतना ही है.