my favorite pen just ran out of ink and now i have to make decisions on a new one like what even is the best gel ink brand, i swear this is more stress than job interviews were. can’t decide if i should splurge or just go for the cheapest because who really cares but then i think about how much i love writing with a good pen, ugh.
घर वाले समझते नहीं, जब मैंने उस दिन खेत में फसलों के बगल में बैठकर सोचा कि अगर मैं वहाँ होता जब पिताजी ने वो कदम उठाया होता तो शायद कुछ बदल पाता।
yaar, matlab samjho na, friends are all getting promotions and settling down while i just sit in my empty apartment with the same rejection letter, घर वाले समझते नहीं how hard this is for me, every day feels like i am stuck in the same loop—repeating all these attempts like a broken record.
yaar, matlab samjho na, friends are all getting promotions and settling down while i just sit in my empty apartment with the same rejection letter, घर वाले समझते नहीं how hard this is for me, every day feels like i am stuck in the same loop—repeating all these attempts like a broken record.
my neighbor's car alarm went off at 3 am and now im just sitting here wishing it was a new song instead of the sound of a life crashing down—like does anyone ever think about the sounds we have to endure and how they affect us because honestly i would trade every single sound for silence right now.