life is hard, yaar. i literally walk past my friends who just bought houses and i am still in this tiny apartment, barely making rent, और घर वाले समझते नहीं कि ये सब कैसे होता है।
bumped into that guy i used to hang out with and had to pretend like everything was cool when really i still remember that one night he told me i was too sensitive and i just smiled while my insides twisted.
sitting here in my tiny apartment with the same peeling paint, watching my friends travel to these beautiful places while my days blur into one endless cycle of feeding and changing and hoping for sleep, and my salary barely covers the bills so my idea of a vacation is just sitting in the same room, scrolling past pictures of their sun-soaked smiles and wishing things felt lighter than they do right now, it just… it just feels so heavy, you know?
sitting here in my tiny apartment with the same peeling paint, watching my friends travel to these beautiful places while my days blur into one endless cycle of feeding and changing and hoping for sleep, and my salary barely covers the bills so my idea of a vacation is just sitting in the same room, scrolling past pictures of their sun-soaked smiles and wishing things felt lighter than they do right now, it just… it just feels so heavy, you know?
यार, matlab samjho na, सुबह से जूते के फीते ठीक करने में लग गए और अब रात हो गई पर कुछ और काम बाकी हैं, घर वाले समझते नहीं, जैसे सबकुछ आसान है - यह कोई मजाक नहीं है।