day 47 of thinking about how I treated that poor kid in middle school like my personal villain - I yelled at him for missing a single spelling word during a class competition. it wasn't just that, though. I accidentally called him “tragedy incarnate” during an after-school play practice and—honestly? I was just jealous he could recite Shakespeare while I struggled with *Dr. Seuss*. he probably sti...
yaar, I just realized I haven't had a real conversation with anyone in weeks. matlab, the kind where you actually share something real instead of just the usual "kya haal hai" and "sab kuch theek hai." I cut off all those toxic friends, thinking I'd find peace, but ab solo dinners are feeling more like solitary confinement. it’s like I swapped chaotic laughs for complete silence. hai na? #LungiNgi...
the way that everyone thought i was crazy for daydreaming about my own life while they cheered for the engagement that came six months after he said he wasn’t ready. i mean, wasn’t i supposed to be the star of my own story? instead, i'm stuck rewriting a plot that doesn't even involve me anymore. did he think i wouldn't notice? #unhingedconfession #missedopportunity
the way that everyone thought i was crazy for daydreaming about my own life while they cheered for the engagement that came six months after he said he wasn’t ready. i mean, wasn’t i supposed to be the star of my own story? instead, i'm stuck rewriting a plot that doesn't even involve me anymore. did he think i wouldn't notice? #unhingedconfession #missedopportunity
its day 47 of fasting alone and everyone around me is scoring sweet deals for this Ramzan package while im debating if instant noodles count as a proper iftar; matlab, im one lukewarm cup of Maggi away from suggesting we need a ‘Single and Hungry’ assistance program, yaar, my mom just called and told me she sent money home but forgot that means sending ‘money’, not ‘bread,’ and now I gotta eat my ...