the thing about being an “”expat”” (lmao) is that most of your friends are also “”expats”” and thus their lives are transient, and you know this, and when they leave your life it is bittersweet but expected and accepted. but when a korean person leaves it’s like…what the hell? this is /your/ country?? when we became friends you became my friend for my “forever” in this korea, you can’t just leave before i leave?? it doesn’t make sense in your brain. so the sadness is deep, even though you promise to keep in touch you won’t, because you barely keep in touch with anyone, so you know the last time you see them walking away will be the last time ever and CUE THE MACY GRAY
i can NOT stop thinking about when c.s. lewis introduced a character by saying “his name, unfortunately, was Eustace Scrubb” like BRUH no need to do him dirty like that 😭😭 you GAVE him that name. tf
You forgot he immediately followed it with “and he almost deserved it.”
