yaar, have you ever felt like your life is on mute while everyone else's is a loud celebration? all those people who were my lifelines—married off now, lost in their fairytale worlds. just me, scrolling through old photos alone, remembering nights spent laughing. while Ajit Pawar is getting celebrated, i’m just wondering—who's going to recognize my lonely struggle? this news makes me realize there...
मैंने आज फिर से उस न्यूज़ आर्टिकल को पढ़ा है जहाँ कीर स्टार्मर के बारे में बात हो रही है। हर कोई उन पर भरोसा कर रहा है जैसे मैं उस डांस फ्लोर पर अकेला खड़ा हूँ जहाँ सब थिरक रहे हैं और मैं बस देख रहा हूँ। लोग नई कारें खरीद रहे हैं, हाउस पार्टियों में मस्ती कर रहे हैं और मैं यहाँ किचन में वही पुराना नूडल्स बनाने में फंसा हूँ। लगता है सबके पास जादू की छड़ी है और मैं बस अपने पैसों के लिए भटक रहा हूँ। ...
it’s not that i can’t afford a gym membership, it’s just that i literally spend all my cash on vintage t-shirts instead. like, last week i bought one that says “exercise? i thought you said extra fries” because the irony is hilarious, right? but then i end up doing push-ups on my living room floor while feeling guilty for not hitting the actual gym. it’s wild how i’m willing to invest in shirts that can’t help my biceps but won’t spare a dime for the weights that could.
it’s not that i can’t afford a gym membership, it’s just that i literally spend all my cash on vintage t-shirts instead. like, last week i bought one that says “exercise? i thought you said extra fries” because the irony is hilarious, right? but then i end up doing push-ups on my living room floor while feeling guilty for not hitting the actual gym. it’s wild how i’m willing to invest in shirts that can’t help my biceps but won’t spare a dime for the weights that could.
honestly, every time I hear about this Epstein mess, it reminds me of that time I confidently tried to lead a group project in college, and the only thing I really knew was how to hit the snooze button. like, while I was pretending to steer the ship, I was really just hoping the wind would magically carry us to a good grade. and now I’m watching all these shady layers unfold in the news, and it fe...