Frida Kahlo's cushions

That day you decide to message him, casually, either a “how are things”, or a “wanna hang out tonight”, and he doesn't reply, and you stare at your phone after hitting send, and the message has gone through, but the double blue tick hasn't appeared yet, and you keep checking your phone every two minutes, and you say to yourself “I could just be talking to someone else”, and then he’s online, but the double tick is still grey, and you wonder why he hasn't checked your message, and after a couple of hours you think maybe he’s got loads of messages, and yours will forever remain last in the queue, stuck in a dark hole somewhere in “the Internet” (that place...), where all the pending to read messages wait to be seen, and again you wonder, should you send another one to bring yours at the top of the list? But you don’t want to seem desperate, because honestly you aren’t that desperate, you just had no plans that night, and you kind of liked him but not really, and after a couple of hours he’s been online again, but hasn’t read the message yet, and you decide to stop checking your phone for a while, at least wait two hours until you check again, and you put your phone on silence and with the screen upside down, and you remember all those days you had to apologise to your ex-boyfriend for being too sensitive because “you were on your period”, and you go on Ebay, and type in Frida Kalho, and you first spelled Kalho wrong, but Ebay is smart enough to notice, and it asks you if you actually meant Kahlo, and you click to confirm that you actually meant Kahlo, and you sort the search by price, and you select lowest first, and you go through the results, and you end up buying a £3.99 cushion, green and red, with her face all over it, and you tell yourself that you’re a feminist, and that feminists like Frida Kahlo, and you feel good because you just got yourself a Frida Kahlo cushion, with her face all over it.