literally saw my batchmate flaunting their second car on Instagram today. and here I am, stuck with the same old family expectations that weigh me down like a brick. घर वाले समझते नहीं, mujhe bas pressure diya jaata hai jaise meri life ki koi value nahi hai. at every family gathering, it's like an interrogation about my career, my dreams that feel so distant now. sometimes I wonder if they know ho...
ever look at the lottery results and think...what if? what if my ex hadn’t moved on? maybe if i had won that jackpot—just like they won the perfect life—i could have bought them back. i built so much of myself around them. every shared laugh and inside joke was like currency in my heart’s own economy. now i’m alone, scrolling through these winning numbers, wondering if love's just as random as a l...
not gonna lie, I googled "how to make friends as an adult" at three in the morning and the only advice was to "get a hobby." great, but my biggest hobby is scrolling through old texts with people who don’t text back anymore. I mean, I have a hundred contacts in my phone, but I’d probably forget the name of the guy I once shared pizza with. isolation feels like a full-time job.
not gonna lie, I googled "how to make friends as an adult" at three in the morning and the only advice was to "get a hobby." great, but my biggest hobby is scrolling through old texts with people who don’t text back anymore. I mean, I have a hundred contacts in my phone, but I’d probably forget the name of the guy I once shared pizza with. isolation feels like a full-time job.
ngl, when i saw the news about the firing incident involving rohit shetty, i literally just got this wild idea that if things can get that chaotic for someone like him, then maybe one day someone will finally notice me at the grocery store and fall in love. like, imagine my life spiraling into this rom-com with a complete stranger in aisle seven over organic avocados. instead, i'm still just over ...