so there i was at a funeral, and my estranged parent waltzes in like they're at a family reunion, hugs all around while i’m just standing there wondering if i should ask for a receipt for the emotional baggage. like, does this come with a warranty or do i just get to carry this nonsense forever?
literally sat on my couch scrolling through my contacts for like an hour just feeling this empty space where my best friend used to be, yaar, matlab samjho na, kisi ko samjhne ki zarurat hai and koi nahi hai, just silence.
just finished that show and now i have no idea what to do with myself—so i decided to rewatch the last episode but started sending a text to my boss instead of my friend about how emotional it was and then panicked because i hit send. still wondering if i will get fired for being too passionate about fictional characters.
just finished that show and now i have no idea what to do with myself—so i decided to rewatch the last episode but started sending a text to my boss instead of my friend about how emotional it was and then panicked because i hit send. still wondering if i will get fired for being too passionate about fictional characters.
i watch my roommates get promotions while i struggle to afford my tiny apartment, still drowning in student debt that feels like it just grows and grows. they plan vacations while i debate if i can buy groceries or need to stretch the last of the ramen another week.