aaray, yaar, matlab samjho na, my mother-in-law says my daughters should have been sons and I feel like I should start a support group for people whose family trees are only full of thorns not flowers.
it took me 40 minutes to gather the energy to walk from my car to the entrance, and the moment i got inside, someone looked me up and down and said "you don’t look sick." like okay, because invisibility works wonders huh.
so i was trying to explain to my neighbor why i have this bizarre obsession with collecting bottle caps and it came out as like, a passionate manifesto about the virtues of minimalism and now they think i am a strange eccentric instead of the cool, quirky person i imagined. like, who knew talking about trash could sound so deep and make me look like a weirdo when all i wanted was a casual chat about my hobby?!
so i was trying to explain to my neighbor why i have this bizarre obsession with collecting bottle caps and it came out as like, a passionate manifesto about the virtues of minimalism and now they think i am a strange eccentric instead of the cool, quirky person i imagined. like, who knew talking about trash could sound so deep and make me look like a weirdo when all i wanted was a casual chat about my hobby?!
spent all day trying to fix my old bike for the first time in years and now i just keep staring at it in the corner like it’s taunting me. kinda feel like it’s just gonna sit there forever, like everything else i never finished.