It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. It’s like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down through the air and there’s a sickly moment of dark surprise.
australia’s got a lot of fucked up shit going on but at least we can say our last mass shooting was 18 years ago
because after it happened we placed higher restrictions on gun ownership
because that’s the logical fucking thing to do
so just had a 2 hour chat with the parents (they’re driving back home from the wedding), got most of the deets on everything
apparently everyone’s favorite question for my mom after “how is priyanka doing” is “so does she have a boyfriend yet?” and then “why not??”
fire1ord, sapne-aur-khwaab thanks for fighting the good fight with me, but there’s only so much you can do with racist idiots, they’re only gonna hear what they want their sad, pathetic little ears to hear
what is it about people being ridiculous tonight?
beautifulsouthasianbrides strikes again, shaming first-cousin marriage
just because your family doesn’t practice it doesn’t mean it’s gross, come on
it’s actually ridiculous how the littlest things can set off emotional triggers in your brain.
I just went on the Indian McDonald’s website to see what kind of menu options they have and actually started getting choked up and teary because I realized I don’t know when I’m actually going to get the chance to even go to India again?
And I want to visit so badly but it’s so expensive/I don’t know how I’m going to fit it into my schedule/and I haven’t seen anything other than the inside of people’s houses while two of my British friends traveled through the whole country for several months during their gap year and have seen more of it in that little time than I have in my entire life :(
man i am just not getting anything done right now
why am i so distracted smh @ myself rn