many years ago me and best friend were traipsing around the local history museum . the museum had a long overlooked mummy room on the third floor
the sarcophagus on display was open, the elaborate lid hanging a foot above the casket to barely reveal the mummy inside, like;
and bestfriend said, Sometimes they wrote messages under the lid for the Dead to read ,
and she laid down on the dirty museum carpet next to the glass case , patting the ground next to her for me to follow suit . sure enough, the underside of the casket lid was covered in inked characters , a brochure of directions to the afterlife in case they woke up all organless and confused
someone else wandered in to the little mummy room and asked if we were ok. she said, Come check this out. so he laid down on the other side.
i crossed my arms over my chest , and so did they . four bodies , seeing a message intended for one; we love you, we miss you, we hope you find your way
I know this sounds like the deranged ramblings of a senile old man but I swear it used to be possible to look up information on the internet
2 guys sitting behind me on the train discussing music. One is a staunch Punjabi music fan and the other is arguing that Bhojpuri music is the superior genre.
Who's going to tell them that they're both wrong and the winning genre of music is actually Emraan Hashmi songs
actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god
The trick is to not let people know how really weird you are until it’s too late for them to back out.
It’s sad how much of what is taught in school is useless to over 99% of the population.
There are literally math concepts taught in high school and middle school that are only used in extremely specialized fields or that are even so outdated they aren’t used anymore!
self isolating to cope is great until you look up one day and years have passed and you realise no one knew you when you were 18 or 19 or 20 or 21 and now they never will
feeling like all your friends have much more fun with each other than with you
being relieved at accomplishments rather than feeling a sense of achievement
feeling like you're missing when you're alone, but when with other people all you want is to be alone
anytime you say a bit too much you feel like you've overshared and should literally keep shut all the time
anytime someone laughs you immediately assume its about you or directed at you
you hate being humiliated in even the tiniest way
i do this really cute thing where i shut down and hate everybody