scrolling through old messages feels weird. like, where did everyone go and why does it feel so empty when i could reach out but do not.
दिमाग में घूमता है वो पागलपन जब लोग अपनी सफलताओं का जश्न मनाते हैं और मैं यहाँ माँ को देखती हूँ, जो पूरी तरह से बेहोश है और मेरे पास टायर वाली नींद के बिना तीन हफ्ते से फर्श पर सो रही हूँ, जब वो तो सिर्फ पैसे भेजते हैं पर जब आना था तब नहीं आए, यार, समझो न।
so i just spent 20 minutes at the grocery store wondering why my cart was getting heavier and then i realized i was just pushing around a bag of flour i didn’t even buy while staring at snack food like it held the secrets to happiness or something. guess i need to start asking inanimate objects for hugs or i might just end up befriending my vacuum cleaner...
so i just spent 20 minutes at the grocery store wondering why my cart was getting heavier and then i realized i was just pushing around a bag of flour i didn’t even buy while staring at snack food like it held the secrets to happiness or something. guess i need to start asking inanimate objects for hugs or i might just end up befriending my vacuum cleaner...
literally just spent another night on the hospital floor while my siblings are posting about their vacations abroad like life is normal and honestly it feels like i am the only one holding everything together, मेरी टेबल पर वही अनगिनत बिल पड़े हैं जो चुकाने में मैं सिर्फ और सिर्फ पीछे हूँ, literally feel like i am in some alternate universe where everyone is moving forward and i am just here stuck ...