i just bought a ceramic frog on sale. i know. a FROG. it was meant to be a whimsical addition to my kitchen, but honestly, it feels more like a weird trophy of my loneliness. i didn’t need it. but buying it made me feel like i was doing something. anything. instead, i just stare at it and wonder what i’m actually missing in my life. why do i keep buying things i don’t need?
day 47 of scrolling through endless wedding posts, my heart heavy. yaar, matlab, everyone’s getting married, and here I am trying to figure out how to budget for dinner this week while hiding my growing credit card debt. the more I see those perfect celebrations, the more I wonder if there's some secret app everyone’s using that I don’t know about. hai na? it’s like everyone believes in fairy tale...
wait, seeing vinícius júnior score a goal makes me think about how everything used to feel like a win when I had someone to share it with. now, I scroll through my feed and watch everyone couple up while I am here alone, trying to remember what it felt like to celebrate together. sometimes, I just miss the companionship, you know? and then I wonder if I built my happiness around someone else instead of myself... kuch samajh nahi aata, kya mujhe apni choices ke liye blame karna chahiye? #VinciusJnior #LifeIsHard
wait, seeing vinícius júnior score a goal makes me think about how everything used to feel like a win when I had someone to share it with. now, I scroll through my feed and watch everyone couple up while I am here alone, trying to remember what it felt like to celebrate together. sometimes, I just miss the companionship, you know? and then I wonder if I built my happiness around someone else instead of myself... kuch samajh nahi aata, kya mujhe apni choices ke liye blame karna chahiye? #VinciusJnior #LifeIsHard
just realized my art skills peaked in middle school. scrolling through my social media feeds feels like a funeral for my creativity. every post shows friends building businesses or showcasing gallery openings while i'm still figuring out if my latest painting is an abstract masterpiece or just a mistake with a canvas. i'm starting to wonder if the only art i'm good at is making excuses.