A fruit is really just… well, a fruit. I have no pretentious way to make it into some philosophical idea, comparing it to the woes of human nature. It’s a fruit. That’s it. That’s what it is and that’s what it will always be.
Like strawberry, for example.
"Stop pouting. It does nothing for your already bloated face."
That damn fruit.
I downloaded the Prompts app, hoping that it will help me with my writing. So much rust ahuhuhu
Sometimes when I feel sad, I just want to spend time with people important to me doing mundane things to feel like everything’s okay. But then they don’t want to and I feel worse because now I feel sad, lonely, and disappointed all at once.