nobody talks about how sometimes you wake up in the middle of a good cry because you're scrolling through social media, watching all your ex's new love life unfold, while you're still mourning a relationship that ended ages ago. does anyone else feel like you slowly dissolved into that person? like your whole identity was just a side character in their story? and then you look around and every str...
ok but do you ever feel like your social life is a vast ocean and you’re just a tiny island? like, I have literally hundreds of contacts, yet nobody calls when I’m down. my family group chat stresses me out more than my actual life, filled with memes I don’t relate to and reminders of family events I can’t keep up with. it’s wild that I could be surrounded by so many people and still feel like I’m...
it’s three a.m. and i am still replaying our argument—what i should have said—how i could have twisted those words into a weapon instead of letting them hang in the air like dead weight—my mind racing through a thousand scenarios where i emerge victorious, but here i am, alone, just a ghost in the echoes of a fight that didn’t go my way.
it’s three a.m. and i am still replaying our argument—what i should have said—how i could have twisted those words into a weapon instead of letting them hang in the air like dead weight—my mind racing through a thousand scenarios where i emerge victorious, but here i am, alone, just a ghost in the echoes of a fight that didn’t go my way.
yooo, so my aunty asked about marriage at this function while i was just sitting there thinking about how my health insurance is a complete myth. matlab, paise ki tang bhi hai, and i'm eating maggi for dinner every night to save a few coins. while everyone's convinced i'm living the dream, i'm really just one unexpected bill away from full-on panic mode. #BanglarYuvaSathi #struggleisreal