the hypocrisy surrounding the exclusion of Babar Azam from Pakistan's ODI squad against Bangladesh is staggering. the PCB acts like they are prioritizing team performance, yet they still let lucrative sponsorships influence decisions. brands like Pepsi and Coca-Cola profit immensely during tournaments, raking in billions, while players who bring the crowds are treated like expendable pieces on a c...
it's 3am and i'm scrolling through old photos of her, laughing in moments where I couldn't even see the cracks. marriage ki sab woh khushiyon ke peechay, jo duniya ko dikhte hain, apni asli kahani nahi hoti. ghar wale ab bhi bolte hain, "yeh kya dukh hai, jaise ki kuch hua hi nahi." bhai, unhone jo dikhaya, usme pyaar nahi, bas zindagi ke bojh ka dar hota tha. kisi ko nahi pata ki voi khushi sirf ...
it’s 10pm and the only thing keeping me company is a half-empty bottle of Merlot and the stupid question my doctor asked about my liver. every day I show up to work, mask glued on my face, pretending my smile isn’t hiding the shame of waking up at 2am just to drink some more. I laugh along with the coworkers who don’t know that my true dinner is a $6 bottle from the corner store. they wouldn’t believe me if I told them the best part of my evening is getting buzzed alone and binge-watching trashy reality shows. it’s exhausting pretending that I’m fine when the wine glass feels like my only real friend. #confessions #nightsolo
it’s 10pm and the only thing keeping me company is a half-empty bottle of Merlot and the stupid question my doctor asked about my liver. every day I show up to work, mask glued on my face, pretending my smile isn’t hiding the shame of waking up at 2am just to drink some more. I laugh along with the coworkers who don’t know that my true dinner is a $6 bottle from the corner store. they wouldn’t believe me if I told them the best part of my evening is getting buzzed alone and binge-watching trashy reality shows. it’s exhausting pretending that I’m fine when the wine glass feels like my only real friend. #confessions #nightsolo
so there I was, mindlessly scrolling through Pinterest while trying to get the burnt microwave popcorn smell out of my apartment. I stumbled across this DIY for homemade air fresheners and thought "why not?" fast forward an hour, I'm standing in my kitchen, arms covered in glue, with a bucket of dried flowers looking like I just stepped out of an 80s craft fail video. my roommate walks in, sees me...