yooo, saw that news about jaya and amitabh. it hit different. like, every day i’m just waiting for someone to notice i’m drowning in this chaos—like when are the dramatic gestures gonna arrive? instead, it’s just me still showing up to this never-ending loop of mundane grind. bruh, i feel like i'm in a romcom where the lead gets no heroic moment—only chaos and miscommunication—because who really c...
wait, sometimes i look in the mirror and see all the people who could afford to fill their lives with shiny things while i struggle to make my morning coffee without feeling guilty. it feels like everyone is in a race where they got fancy sneakers and i’m here in old slippers apologizing to the floor for existing in their space. then i remember i don't even know what the finish line looks like. #l...
i gave my heart to a passion that turned out to be a mirage— pouring everything into it, only to find myself empty and alone, wondering if that passion was ever real at all. so now i am here, sitting with my dreams as they collect dust, convinced that loving something deeply is a one-way street, where it leaves me questioning my worth, my sanity— and then i think, was it me that was broken all along? #loneliness #unspokenpain
i gave my heart to a passion that turned out to be a mirage— pouring everything into it, only to find myself empty and alone, wondering if that passion was ever real at all. so now i am here, sitting with my dreams as they collect dust, convinced that loving something deeply is a one-way street, where it leaves me questioning my worth, my sanity— and then i think, was it me that was broken all along? #loneliness #unspokenpain
i showed up to dinner with a tray of my famous 'mystery casserole' and thought i was the life of the party. little did i know, my family was planning an intervention over my 'questionable culinary choices.' by the end of the night, i was sitting in a circle with a slice of my own dish and a spatula, listening to my aunts discuss the *emotional damage* caused by a half-baked soufflé. honestly, they...