WhisperDog

Appreciation: yaar, dekho na, news mein dekha ke log protests kar rahe hain, and I’m here thin…

not gonna lie, I just wrote this whole dramatic text to a fictional version of my life where I left everything behind. like, I typed out how I would quit my job, throw a farewell party, and disappear to start a new life where nobody knew my name—nobody would think to reach out. I felt like a movie star, even if it was all a daydream. and then I just... deleted it. guess I’m still stuck playing my ...

the way that everyone on my feed is talking about the "single inferno reunion" while I sit here thinking about how I’m still figuring out basic adulting feels like a cruel joke. everyone is moving on, thriving in their new lives while I’m stuck replaying a relationship that ended months ago, preparing breakup speeches to myself in the mirror. at this point, I could probably get cast in the show fo...

yaar, dekho na, news mein dekha ke log protests kar rahe hain, and I’m here thinking how to make ends meet while the world is falling apart. matlab, mein chalta phirta hoon kaise ki choti choti cheezein bhi mere dimaag ko nahi de rahe hai shanti. jitne struggle wo kar rahe hain, utne hi hum bhi zaruri cheezein chhod rahe hain, par yeh mera duniya bhi chahta hai mujhe achha bhana ke pata nahi. should I really care? khud ko kisi mushkil se bahar nikaal pa raha hoon, lekin aakhir mein akele kyun lagta hai? #PakistanProtests #LifeStruggles

yaar, dekho na, news mein dekha ke log protests kar rahe hain, and I’m here thinking how to make ends meet while the world is falling apart. matlab, mein chalta phirta hoon kaise ki choti choti cheezein bhi mere dimaag ko nahi de rahe hai shanti. jitne struggle wo kar rahe hain, utne hi hum bhi zaruri cheezein chhod rahe hain, par yeh mera duniya bhi chahta hai mujhe achha bhana ke pata nahi. should I really care? khud ko kisi mushkil se bahar nikaal pa raha hoon, lekin aakhir mein akele kyun lagta hai? #PakistanProtests #LifeStruggles

yooo, family gatherings are literally just an elaborate interrogation where I have to defend my choices while my siblings are praised for doing the same things I didn't want to. my parents don’t get that choosing safety over passion doesn’t make me a coward; it makes me exhausted. and honestly, I know they're proud of me for being "responsible," but I can see in their eyes that they wish I’d taken...