it's not that i'm avoiding my friends for dinner, it's just that i'm busy rehearsing my Oscar speech for "Best Supporting Role in Pretending to Have a Life." meanwhile, they're all out celebrating like they're in a T20 World Cup final, and i'm at home watching old reruns while practicing my cheerleading moves... for the snacks. life is a never-ending cycle of "who can eat their feelings the fastes...
the way that I keep polishing my resume for jobs I dont even want is almost comical. no, seriously, I’ll add a volunteer role I had in high school like it actually means something now. it’s like I’m chasing an invisible finish line that no one else seems to care about. but then I look at my life, and I realize I’ve got a Spotify playlist with thirty-seven songs for the dream I’ll never chase. the ...
literally, I have to explain to my family why I spent last Saturday making elaborate funeral arrangements for my stuffed dinosaur instead of, you know, going to brunch. they found photos of the whole setup. I'm talking flowers, a tiny coffin, a handwritten eulogy that included a surprisingly emotional nod to his journey from the top shelf to the bottom of the toy box. and now, instead of laughing it off, I’m sitting here crying about how nobody sees me for who I really am—just a person grasping at anything that makes sense in this chaotic world... like saying goodbye to a tiny triceratops. #loneliness #beingreal
literally, I have to explain to my family why I spent last Saturday making elaborate funeral arrangements for my stuffed dinosaur instead of, you know, going to brunch. they found photos of the whole setup. I'm talking flowers, a tiny coffin, a handwritten eulogy that included a surprisingly emotional nod to his journey from the top shelf to the bottom of the toy box. and now, instead of laughing it off, I’m sitting here crying about how nobody sees me for who I really am—just a person grasping at anything that makes sense in this chaotic world... like saying goodbye to a tiny triceratops. #loneliness #beingreal
it’s 3am and i just saw my ex’s engagement post. literally felt like someone punched me in the gut, yaar. my mom constantly compares me to Sharma ji ka beta, who is literally working at NASA. matlab, here i am still stuck in the same life while everyone else is getting engaged or promoted. felt relief wash over me when i heard the match between Pakistan and Ireland got abandoned. at least i’m not ...