it's not that I need them or anything. I just found myself literally googling how to properly use a pressure cooker like I could not figure it out on my own. honestly, how did I reach a point where I can’t even trust myself to cook? it’s just weird. should I be proud of being independent, or is this just a sign of being utterly lost?
lmao, just saw everyone's raving about that "abishan jeevinth" film. while they’re out living their best lives, i’m over here planning my meals around half a jar of peanut butter and some old ramen. my friends think i’m the one with the good job, but if they only knew i make dinner using packets i grabbed from my last takeout and pretending it's gourmet. life's too real, and my closet’s hiding a f...
it's not that i don't have friends. it's just that scrolling through my contacts feels like flipping through a yearbook full of strangers. everyone is busy celebrating love in february while i'm here, surrounded by a hundred faces, but not a single voice to call when the weight of life gets too heavy. funny, isn’t it? feeling so isolated in a crowded room of names, and nobody really sees me. #FebruarySpecialDays #Loneliness
it's not that i don't have friends. it's just that scrolling through my contacts feels like flipping through a yearbook full of strangers. everyone is busy celebrating love in february while i'm here, surrounded by a hundred faces, but not a single voice to call when the weight of life gets too heavy. funny, isn’t it? feeling so isolated in a crowded room of names, and nobody really sees me. #FebruarySpecialDays #Loneliness
just realized my boss praised someone else for my idea in the meeting. everyone clapped. i smiled. meanwhile, i felt like i was fading away. it’s like everyone is driving their brand new cars down a smooth road while i’m stuck in traffic on a bike with a flat tire. i watch from the sidelines as they soar. i’m left picking up pieces, wondering if i even remembered to put gas in the engine. what if ...