
Rouladen from my Bavarian oma
Rouladen with cabbage drowned in gravy.
One of the few dishes that immediately bring me back to Childhood.

Rouladen with cabbage drowned in gravy.
One of the few dishes that immediately bring me back to Childhood.
There’s a couple things going on here.
Probably not allowed but I didn’t cook shit but myself… Just got broken up with. Never been so bothered with a break up. Seen her in every vision of my future, and now that’s gone. Really, and truly, loved her. She came back from drill and realized we’re “two different people” as if that isn’t part of being in a relationship. I’m hurt. Slightly sad, mostly just upset as I feel used. I imagined a ring, children, a home…
“Can’t ask me for anything” though everything she had asked for has been delivered, I’ve cleaned and organized her apartment, while she gets her nails, hair, massages, food, furniture, and even a “girlfriend allowance” on my dime.
Pictured: a downed jar of blue flame moonshine with Kurzgesagt playing in the background.
Unpictured: Nic packs in my lip.