I just remembered that My social skills (which is a wrong word for what I possess) are more fractured than the head of a nail. So here is a peek into a few indignities of my threateningly endangered social existence. CASE 1: Guy: *accidently touches my boob with his bare hands* (well, I don’t think it’s accidental) Me: *wishes for a portal to...
I have semester exams the entire month and I am lying on my bed scrolling through Will and Tessa posts with Once upon a dream haunting me through my earphones, I am just shy of a sniffle and then an ugly sob. It’s hard to get over tragic endings. I was updating my Goodreads to-be-read pile and an epiphany paid a taunting visit,...
It was spring and it was sad. The sky a peculiar shade of violet, dark at the fringes and a soft pastel through the grayish clouds, like a child’s bell like laughter; happy at first then a scattered silence. The effervescent nip of winter still present in the wind, like a reluctant guest. It was haunting and beautiful. The wind, the sky and...
Fuck MY life. I switched the charger on and it wasn’t plugged into the fucking laptop. After I came back from a super exciting (sounds blond to say but reading is a different perspective, right? Or is it.) rendezvous in my lawn with my dog with the moon up high(seems legit) THIS is what I get? Betrayal by the higher powers? I am...
