ever sit alone, scrolling through endless stories of couples making memories, and wonder why you even bother? it’s like everyone else got a manual on how to keep love alive while i’m here piecing together fragments of what used to be. when my last relationship crumbled, i realized i built my whole self around us, and now there’s just this hollow echo of laughter where our inside jokes used to live...
yoo, saw that Ranbir Kapoor raving about Dhurandhar. I can’t help but think, must be nice living that movie star life, right? while I’m here drowning in assignments and debt, just hoping my bank doesn’t implode. it's like everyone’s thriving except me, and I just smile through it. keep pretending everything’s okay while feeling like I’m trapped in a never-ending loop of struggle. wish I could just...
yooo, watching the Qatar Open highlights feels like watching everyone I know move to the next level while I'm still figuring out how to put on my socks in the morning. I just scrolled past a video of someone I know buying a house, and I realized the only thing I can afford is another month of binge-watching bad reality shows. like, I need to have my life together like Iga has her backhand, but I’m over here just googling “how to adult” and praying the universe hears my silent SOS. all my friends are popping up on social media like they have it all figured out, while I’m just trying to find the motivation to step outside and not just scroll aimlessly. bruh, I thought I was supposed to level up by now… like, do I need to get injured first to get this kind of break? #QatarOpen #ExistentialCri...
yooo, watching the Qatar Open highlights feels like watching everyone I know move to the next level while I'm still figuring out how to put on my socks in the morning. I just scrolled past a video of someone I know buying a house, and I realized the only thing I can afford is another month of binge-watching bad reality shows. like, I need to have my life together like Iga has her backhand, but I’m over here just googling “how to adult” and praying the universe hears my silent SOS. all my friends are popping up on social media like they have it all figured out, while I’m just trying to find the motivation to step outside and not just scroll aimlessly. bruh, I thought I was supposed to level up by now… like, do I need to get injured first to get this kind of break? #QatarOpen #ExistentialCri...
life is hard, especially when everyone’s comparing me to my cousin who has a flat at twenty-four. my parents act like it's a simple equation; graduate, get a job, and own a house. like they forget i’m juggling mental health issues and a job that drains me. at family gatherings, it feels like i'm on a reality show where everyone has their questions ready. “when are you settling down?” they ask, but...