do you ever wonder if your friends really see you or just the curated version you show them? while everyone seems to be hopping on the latest trends, landing their dream jobs, and glowing up with perfect outfits, here I am — tripping over my own socks and wondering if my Wi-Fi password is the most stable relationship I have. is it normal to scroll through feeds of milestone after milestone, feelin...
yaar, matlab, while all my exes are busy tying the knot, i’m just here figuring out my Spotify playlist for next week's existential crisis. i opened Facebook, and it's like i stepped into a wedding photo album with my own sad single status at the forefront, hai na? if only the Kerala lottery could give me a new identity where people don't ask about my love life at every family gathering. khair, le...
i can’t remember the last time i bought a new pair of socks. my friends plan their weekends like it's a fashion show. meanwhile, i’m at home pretending i’m busy, just praying my paycheck covers the essentials. nobody talks about the 50 dollar bills haunting my bank account like old friends. honestly, the scariest thing about being broke is pretending you’re not while secretly wishing you could just start over.
i can’t remember the last time i bought a new pair of socks. my friends plan their weekends like it's a fashion show. meanwhile, i’m at home pretending i’m busy, just praying my paycheck covers the essentials. nobody talks about the 50 dollar bills haunting my bank account like old friends. honestly, the scariest thing about being broke is pretending you’re not while secretly wishing you could just start over.
last night, I bought a vintage record player that I literally do not need, but I felt this urge to create the perfect soundtrack for my life. honestly, I have hundreds of contacts on my phone, but nobody to share these quiet, lonely nights with. I can imagine inviting friends over to listen to records, but the truth is, they wouldn't get it. they’ve drifted into strangers, leaving me to fantasize ...