yooo, i literally just realized i can’t remember the last time i enjoyed a full meal alone without imagining i’m about to propose to some random person in the grocery store. i know it’s crazy, but part of me thinks i’ll never know real love until i manifest it like some delusional dreamer chasing a fairytale. sometimes i think i just wanna marry the idea of a wedding rather than the actual person,...
not gonna lie, sometimes i feel like the biggest joke in my own life. my parents introduce me as 'MNC mein kaam karta hai' like it's some grand achievement, but inside i'm just another lonely soul scrolling through social media. i see my friends moving on, but now they’re just strangers in my contact list, while i’m stuck binge-watching highlights of matches like the epl hoping for some joy. i kno...
it's not that I wanted to invade their privacy, it's just... I needed to feel something real. what I found left this emptiness inside me that I can't shake. sometimes I wish I could unsee those messages, the way they talked about the world like it was all just a joke. now I’m caught in this silence, the weight of secrets making me feel more alone than ever.
it's not that I wanted to invade their privacy, it's just... I needed to feel something real. what I found left this emptiness inside me that I can't shake. sometimes I wish I could unsee those messages, the way they talked about the world like it was all just a joke. now I’m caught in this silence, the weight of secrets making me feel more alone than ever.
wait, so there's all this news about kidnapping and FBI drama while I can't even get my laundry done without panicking. the world is going insane, and I’m still struggling to put together a meal without burning something. meanwhile, everyone around me is posting their shiny new cars like they just conquered life, while I'm out here pretending a hot pocket is a gourmet meal. feels like I'm stuck in...