kuch nahi samajh aata yaar, literally abhi account check kiya aur sirf 500 rupaye hai, mujhe sochna pad raha hai ki chaar din ke liye kaise kuch kharidun, ghar wale kuch nahi samajhte, koi samajhta nahi, sab kuch itna kharcha hota hai.
yaar, honestly, it feels like the world is moving on while i am stuck, matlab, kuch nahi kar paa raha, like is this it? घर वाले समझते नहीं, five years of my life for just a piece of paper and now i am just a burden.
sometimes i wonder if all my friends have just been waiting for me to mess up enough so they can jump ship, like its some unspoken competition. its not even the leaving that stings, but the realization that i always thought we were more than that.
sometimes i wonder if all my friends have just been waiting for me to mess up enough so they can jump ship, like its some unspoken competition. its not even the leaving that stings, but the realization that i always thought we were more than that.
sometimes i find myself staring at the walls and wondering if the ghosts of my past are watching me make the same dumb mistakes — maybe they're just waiting for me to finally see the truth about everything, but i think i would rather stay lost in the noise than face what that might be. like, is living in denial really so bad when it means a few more moments of quiet in a world that feels too loud?