sitting in my tiny apartment filled with half-finished canvases while my friends show off their new homes, it is wild how my brother spends every cent he has on fancy sneakers and drinks, meanwhile my parents just watch him do it — like they forgot i need support too. i keep pouring myself into painting but it just feels like shouting into the void when i know the only applause they care about com...
just got back from the grocery store and spent 30 minutes walking the aisles only to realize i forgot to get coffee AGAIN. i swear i could just make a list and somehow still walk out with nothing on it, honestly how do i do this.
literally just checked my bank account and i have like nothing left after bills, how am i supposed to afford anything fun when सब कुछ इतना महंगा है. seriously, yaar, koi समझता नहीं how hard it is to just breathe sometimes.
literally just checked my bank account and i have like nothing left after bills, how am i supposed to afford anything fun when सब कुछ इतना महंगा है. seriously, yaar, koi समझता नहीं how hard it is to just breathe sometimes.
scrolling through my contacts, yaar, matlab samjho na, it hits different when no one's name feels right to call. एक अजनबी सा अहसास है, जीने के लिए कुछ खास नहीं है।