not gonna lie, seeing all these earthquake reports hits different when your whole life feels like it's been shaken to the core since the breakup. i built my entire future around someone who never even asked for it, and now, watching everyone else couple up while im still figuring out how to breathe alone is like getting hit by a five-point quake every day. lowkey starting to think my only soulmate...
sometimes i think about how everyone is so impressed by my “success” when in reality, my biggest achievement is keeping the lights on and making sure the plants look alive so no one sees that i’m just...invisible — all those late nights convincing myself that eating ramen for dinner means i’m saving money while hiding credit cards under the mattress like they won’t count if they can’t be seen. #un...
i was literally just at the grocery store and caught a glimpse of a stranger. it was just an eye contact moment, but honestly, my brain went on a full spiral imagining what our lives would be like together. like, do we host game nights, or do we travel the world? is this me setting unrealistic expectations? but here's the kicker: as i reached for avocados, i realized i was already picturing breakup speeches in my head about why it wouldn't work. like, what the hell is wrong with me?
i was literally just at the grocery store and caught a glimpse of a stranger. it was just an eye contact moment, but honestly, my brain went on a full spiral imagining what our lives would be like together. like, do we host game nights, or do we travel the world? is this me setting unrealistic expectations? but here's the kicker: as i reached for avocados, i realized i was already picturing breakup speeches in my head about why it wouldn't work. like, what the hell is wrong with me?
its 3am and im scrolling through social media, pretending my life is fine. yaara, matlab log samajte hain I’m thriving, but reality is I’m living paycheck to paycheck. my credit card debt is hidden under a facade of casual brunches and weekend outings that I can't afford. yaar, I sometimes wonder if anyone sees me struggling to keep this smile. I feel trapped in a cycle where asking for help feels...