sometimes i wish i could just disappear for a while, not because things are bad but because being on the outside looking in is exhausting and no one talks about how the constant noise just becomes white noise, like all the energy crystals in the world can't fix that feeling of being lost in a crowd that doesn't see you.
sometimes i look at the sketchbooks piled in the corner and remember when i used to draw every day, now i scroll for hours instead and the ideas just gather dust like a reminder of who i forgot to be.
why did i say yes to that workshop about self-improvement when all i really want is to improve my ability to procrastinate without guilt? now im sitting here stressed about a whole day of “be your best self” while i can hardly be my half-decent self.
why did i say yes to that workshop about self-improvement when all i really want is to improve my ability to procrastinate without guilt? now im sitting here stressed about a whole day of “be your best self” while i can hardly be my half-decent self.
literally just checked my bank account and i have less than twenty rupees left after paying the electricity bill, honestly thought maybe i could finally treat myself to that one thing i wanted but now i cannot even afford the bus fare, yaar, matlab samjho na, क्या करूँ मैं.