ok but I swore I’d never be the person who goes to bed at eight thirty just to escape the chaos of my own life, and yet here I am, scrolling through my phone like I’m in high school again, pretending to be “busy” while all my friends are out living their best lives, and I’m the one left behind—how did I get here?
the way that everyone's posting about sri lanka a women and malaysia women, i can't help but think about how my bank account is basically like that cricket match - a series of unfortunate plays. mere paas paise hote nahi, and yeh sab acha kaam nahi hai. missed another opportunity to go out with friends because rent, groceries, and my never-ending bills just came in like a fast bowler, knocking me ...
yaar, matlab samjho na, I feel like everyone around me is getting married and settling down. I scroll through social media, watching their happy posts and thinking about how I have nobody to call when I feel low. all these friends turned into strangers, and I am still here, paying rent to my parents while wishing for a connection that feels real. #CybersecurityTips #loneliness
yaar, matlab samjho na, I feel like everyone around me is getting married and settling down. I scroll through social media, watching their happy posts and thinking about how I have nobody to call when I feel low. all these friends turned into strangers, and I am still here, paying rent to my parents while wishing for a connection that feels real. #CybersecurityTips #loneliness
i found old texts about that art class I used to love. back when we were all excited to share our sketches. now, it's just me staring at blank canvases. I scroll through my contacts but nobody understands the loneliness of creating in silence, lost in the colors of memories that feel...