Sunday, 13 September 2015

sorry, g.

he picks her up from the bus stop now.
but everything he says infuriates her.


sorry i never wanted to be a doctor
sorry i don't ever wanna go to uni
sorry i have two shitty jobs
sorry i like to go out a lot
sorry i like to stay out late
sorry i don't like to be home for long
sorry i can't speak bengali properly
sorry i'm not more 'asian'
sorry i dress like a boy
sorry i don't eat animals
sorry i say what i mean
sorry i like to use my left hand sometimes
sorry i don't believe in god.

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