I just had a grown man tell me to “go make me a sandwich” as I was doing his pourover
I told him I didn’t understand what he meant because we’re a coffee shop, and he was like “oh it’s a joke” and I said I “didn’t get it” and he went “it’s funny because you’re a woman working in a kitchen”
And I just stared at him until he got how stupid he soundedlet them feel their ignorance burn into their souls
Once, my biology teacher explained that adaption was one of the right characteristics of life. Now, I am unsure if I am still living because I cannot adapt to being without you.
I get this desire that burns like a fever in my stomach, and eager need to tell you everything, whatever it may be.
I have a heavy stone in my heart, much like a boulder that tears down my thoughts, so I sleep until the day is over.
I’m too awake in my mind to actually rest, but I’m never awake enough to realize that life is short, so I should tell you while I can.
I know I’m scared. I know you see that fear inside my words, but I promise you I’m trying my best.
I’ve been trying to think about love, and if it could be defined, what would it mean? Typically, I believe that love is different for everyone and it’s never the same twice. But now, maybe love could have a meaning. Well, if it does, I would think that loving someone means selflessness. On a…