just realized i publicly forgave my friend for that massive betrayal but secretly, i’m plotting their demise like a Shakespearean villain—complete with evil laughs and dramatic monologues. the other day, we were eating nachos and i almost asked for the extra guac to symbolize my trust, but instead, i choked on the idea like i choked on the tortilla chip, spilling salsa everywhere—real life messy, ...
my best friend got married and suddenly turned into a stranger. yaar, matlab ab main kis se baatein karu? remember those endless nights we spent dreaming? now, everyone couples up while I’m here, scrolling through memories and wishing for half of what they have. I gave up so much for this life, and sometimes I question if it was worth it, just to be alone. saalon ki dosti, aur ab yeh akeli zindagi...
not gonna lie, i felt a little thrill when they tripped and spilled their coffee — the one they always flaunted as their signature drink — it made me realize how lonely it is to carry the weight of my own small failures while they danced around in their self-made spotlight, laughing like they’d never felt a scrape.
not gonna lie, i felt a little thrill when they tripped and spilled their coffee — the one they always flaunted as their signature drink — it made me realize how lonely it is to carry the weight of my own small failures while they danced around in their self-made spotlight, laughing like they’d never felt a scrape.
i keep a note in my phone that is literally just the phrases i’ve overheard in coffee shops, you know, those moments when people talk about their hopes and fears like they’re sharing secrets, and i replay them over and over because they sound like poetry to me, but i can't help but feel like a voyeur, like if anyone ever saw it they'd think i was a creep, but sometimes i wonder if my own life is t...