honestly, there’s a part of me that thinks about the kid I bullied in middle school and wonders if I should apologize. then I remember they probably forgot I ever existed, and part of me is thankful for that. maybe it's selfish, but some chaos is just better left buried. #uncomfortabletruth #badmemories
khud se keh rahi thi ki pata nahi kyun, ab jab o'romeo ki baatein hoti hain, toh shadi ki planning ka financial stress yaad aata hai, ghar wale aise kehte hain jaise shaadi ke baad sab kuch sambhal jaega, par meri maa ke khud ke failed rishton ki kahaniya sunne ke baad, mujhe sirf ye hi lagta hai ki main khud ko sirf aur sirf ek badi masla mein daal rahi hoon. ab kyun laga raha hoon shadi ka press...
yooo, I just remembered that I used to text my ex about weird conspiracy theories we found online. now I’m scrolling through social media and it’s just a highlight reel of people falling in love. and I’m here contemplating why I built so much of my identity around someone who ghosted me. guess I really needed a partner in crime… or just an excuse to ignore my own red flags.