the way that every year, i tell myself this will be the year i find a local book club, but here i am, staring at the same stack of unread novels while scrolling through strangers on social media who read them first. feeling more connected to characters in my fiction than to the friends i haven't spoken to in months. all while wondering if the 'وزارة التربية والتعليم' results mean anything in a wor...
i’m convinced my indoor gardening obsession is a cry for help. it starts off innocently enough—i wanted to grow some herbs, but somehow, my living room has become a jungle, filled with plants that i named after ex-boyfriends. now, every time i prune a leaf, i swear i’m reliving our breakups. but when the only thing that actually sees you struggle is a fern that won't stop drooping, you realize you...
did you hear about the lunar eclipse? honestly, it’s been reminding me of that time when we were supposed to watch one together, sprawled out in my living room with popcorn and way too much laughter—but then you ghosted, and now here i am, sitting alone again while the world couples up. scrolling through old texts—yeah, that's my new pastime, like watching the moon fade in and out, only it feels more like a blackout than a cycle of phases. sometimes it hits me—i built my whole idea of love around you, and now i can't even get myself to respond to random dating profiles. if they only knew that every swipe comes with a ghost of you trailing behind—will i ever let someone else in, or just watch my heart burn out like this lunar eclipse? #LunarEclipse #LostLove
did you hear about the lunar eclipse? honestly, it’s been reminding me of that time when we were supposed to watch one together, sprawled out in my living room with popcorn and way too much laughter—but then you ghosted, and now here i am, sitting alone again while the world couples up. scrolling through old texts—yeah, that's my new pastime, like watching the moon fade in and out, only it feels more like a blackout than a cycle of phases. sometimes it hits me—i built my whole idea of love around you, and now i can't even get myself to respond to random dating profiles. if they only knew that every swipe comes with a ghost of you trailing behind—will i ever let someone else in, or just watch my heart burn out like this lunar eclipse? #LunarEclipse #LostLove
honestly, everyone is posting about their glamorous dinners and vacations, while i'm here just trying to scrape together enough for a slice of pizza. my friends think it’s cool that i'm “working on my personal growth,” but really, i’m just counting the last of my coins every evening. yaar, matlab samjho na, sometimes i just want to drop everything and start fresh, but even the bank looks too intim...