ever found yourself questioning your life choices in the middle of the night? like, why am I awake Googling how to turn an old toothbrush into a financial advisor? I mean, I look at my bank account and I swear it’s playing hide and seek, just vanishing when I need it most. it’s like I’m starring in my own reality show titled “Keeping Up Appearances” where I drink artisanal coffee while sweating ov...
yaar, every year I watch my friends post about their extravagant Valentine's dates. matlab, I can barely keep up with my own bills. while they’re booking fancy dinners, I’m here googling how to stretch my last paycheck till next month. kisi ko nahi pata meri asli wajah, ya bhai, ye maska lagake jindagi guzar rahi hai. it feels like I’m the only one who’s still figuring out life while everyone else...
literally just scrolled through old messages with people I used to laugh with. now we’re all living in our little bubbles, pretending to be okay. it’s wild knowing I could call hundreds of people, but none of them would really get it. everyone’s busy, everyone’s moved on, and I’m here googling things like “how to be okay alone” at three in the morning. honestly, I’m tired of feeling like a strange...