yaar, samjho na please, saved for a decade to build my dream house and they demolished it for a highway, offered me one-fifth of what it was worth, زندگی تو یہ ہے کہ خواب بھی بکھر جاتے ہیں.
کبھی کبھی رات کو سکون سے سوچتے سوچتے یہ خیال آتا ہے کہ کتنے دن ہوگئے وہ دوست کو نہیں ملے، جیسے ماضی میں سب کچھ ٹھیک تھا، پر اب میری اپنی فہرست میں صرف نام ہیں، بات کرنے کی کوئی نہیں ہے—محسوس ہوتا ہے کہ سب کچھ ٹوٹ گیا ہے۔
watching my friends post about their promotions and fancy vacations while im stuck in this one-bedroom with no real paycheck is just a lot. they talk about their health insurance like its some kind of privilege and i just think about the three years of all the times i had to skip the doctor cause i couldn’t afford the co-pays.
watching my friends post about their promotions and fancy vacations while im stuck in this one-bedroom with no real paycheck is just a lot. they talk about their health insurance like its some kind of privilege and i just think about the three years of all the times i had to skip the doctor cause i couldn’t afford the co-pays.
so, my entire childhood was basically a 90s sitcom funded by my parent's embezzlement, and now that i know, all those family vacations just feel like highlights from a crime drama or something, like the joke's on me and the punchline is my whole life just went bankrupt and... what do i do now, right?