he called me his gulab jamun
but every rose has its thorn
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Algeria
seen from Canada

seen from United States
seen from Australia

seen from Italy
seen from China
seen from Yemen
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Latvia

seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from South Korea

seen from Canada

seen from United States
he called me his gulab jamun
but every rose has its thorn
What I feel when I hear mujhe tum Nazar se gira toh rahe ho
(ID: The Ancient One hitting Stephen Strange in his chest and making his "soul" astral travel— basically an out of body experience)
The thing I hate most about whities is that I never know whether or to what degree I’m a person to them beyond my otherness. I was the wrong kind of Asian for Brandon and I’m insecure that I’m not exotic enough for the subsequent whities I’d dated. I feel like people are looking to access my culture through me as though I’m an ethical vehicle to consume all that is Desi.