i sometimes watch these soccer matches and wonder how everyone else seems to have it all figured out. meanwhile, i just got an overdraft fee for missing a payment on my credit card. i think about all the choices that led me here, the dinners skipped, the social events avoided just to pretend i’m okay. watching Ulsan vs Melbourne City feels like watching someone else live the life i crave but can’t...
غلطی سے بھی میں نے خبر دیکھ لی، بیچارا جو بھی دنیا کو بدلہ دینے کی کوشش کرتا ہے، خود کی اندرونی خستگی میں جیتا ہے۔ کیسی بے بسی ہے یہ۔ سب سوچتے ہیں زندگی کیسی خوبصورت ہے۔ حقیقت یہ ہے کہ میں رات بھر قرض کے بارے میں سوچتا ہوں، جبکہ دن بھر مسکراہٹ کا دکھاوا کر رہا ہوں۔ کبھی کبھی مجھے لگتا ہے، کیا ایسا ہونا ٹھیک ہے؟ کوئی سمجھتا نہیں۔ #Canada #انسانیت
i once spent an entire afternoon imagining the backstory of a stranger i saw in the park. they had the kind of smile that felt like it could light up the whole place, but their clothes looked like they had seen better days. while i sipped on my third iced coffee, i couldn’t help but picture them working three jobs just to afford rent, all while being the person everyone assumed had it together. that energetic spark was probably a mask for the debts no one could see, a hidden dance of financial ruin behind that charming smile, and part of me fell in love with the struggle they didn’t know i felt too.
i once spent an entire afternoon imagining the backstory of a stranger i saw in the park. they had the kind of smile that felt like it could light up the whole place, but their clothes looked like they had seen better days. while i sipped on my third iced coffee, i couldn’t help but picture them working three jobs just to afford rent, all while being the person everyone assumed had it together. that energetic spark was probably a mask for the debts no one could see, a hidden dance of financial ruin behind that charming smile, and part of me fell in love with the struggle they didn’t know i felt too.
yoo, i just ghosted a whole group of friends because i was tired of saying i was busy. like, really i just can't afford to do anything. now it feels like my phone is just a graveyard of group texts with people i used to laugh with. nobody really knows how lonely it is, sitting in my room while they make plans. like, who needs enemies when your old friends become the strangers you scroll past onlin...