ये बास्केटबॉल वाला गेम देख के सोचता हूँ, यार मैं खुद कभी क्यूं नहीं खेला, पता नहीं, कुछ बात है जो अंदर से खा जाती है। लोग गुस्से में चिल्लाते हैं और मैं बस ये सोचता रहता हूँ कि क्या कभी किसी ने मेरी खुशियों का ऐसा मोल लगाया।
یار، سمجھے نا، جب میں نے اپنی ہنر کی ڈائیری میں فین آرتھری کے لئے ایک خط لکھا، اور بجائے یہ کہ وہ اسے سراہیں، مجھے 20 مائنڈ بینڈ کے چنچل زبانی حوالوں کی لسٹ ملی، جیسے کہ "اسے تخلیق کرنے کا کون سا طریقہ آپ کو درست لگا؟" کچھ لوگوں کو واقعی یہ دنیا زیادہ سنجیدہ نظر آتی ہے۔
i decided to start a new hobby and signed up for pottery class, but apparently everyone else there is basically a clay wizard and i’m over here just trying to figure out how to not turn my bowl into a flat pancake— now my life feels like a sad pottery comedy show where the punchline is me covered in clay.
i decided to start a new hobby and signed up for pottery class, but apparently everyone else there is basically a clay wizard and i’m over here just trying to figure out how to not turn my bowl into a flat pancake— now my life feels like a sad pottery comedy show where the punchline is me covered in clay.
so i just spent an hour looking for my favorite pen that i haven't used in months and i'm just sitting here wondering why it matters so much, like, is it the pen or the idea that i could be *writing* something meaningful, literally anywhere, instead of scrolling through old notes?