its always some fucking day in some fucking month in some fucking year isnt it
they should make a version of my life where everything didn't go horribly wrong when I was 14
we cant be meant to live like this why does everyone live like this!!!!!!! (opens tinder) (hates tinder) (opens tinder) (signs a lease) (sits alone) (exchanges instagrams) (never talks to them again) (feels weird about texting people inviting them to hang out) (feels weird about texting) (feels like if i deleted social media i would stop existing) (doesn’t use social media) (continues to exist) (continues to sit alone) (buys food at the grocery store for one) (food goes bad) (doesn’t talk to strangers) (doesn’t hold hands) (food goes bad) (food goes bad) (food goes bad) (food goes bad) (food goes bad) (food goes
(in tears) next year i will have so much fun!
if youre "career driven" fucking grow up. im hanging out driven. im goofin off driven. im grabbin a bite driven
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
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