WhisperDog

Questions: not gonna lie, yaar, i thought we'd all celebrate the world cup together but now…

not gonna lie, i still keep a list of pet names ready for my future pets—just in case someone asks me what they will be called one day. it's funny, really—because nobody knows i'm actually working double shifts to pay for the groceries that don’t even fill my fridge. meanwhile, they think my Instagram highlights are my life. it’s all a big joke, and i’m the only one not laughing. #livingthelie #mo...

day 12 of scrolling through news about nasir jamshed. the drama, the fall from grace—it's a lot like my life, honestly. everyone's so busy picking apart his mistakes, while i can't remember the last time someone even looked my way, let alone called me out for my own failures. part of me feels relieved, like if a popular guy can mess up that badly, maybe i'm not the only one lost in the chaos of be...

not gonna lie, yaar, i thought we'd all celebrate the world cup together but now i'm literally sitting alone with leftover biryani while my so-called friends act like they have real lives with their marriages. matlab, jab bhi pakistani team ki baat hoti hai, bas dosti ki yaad aati hai. it’s painful to see how a game that used to bring us together now feels like just another reminder of my solitude. is this what growing up feels like? hai na? #PakistanCricket #Loneliness

not gonna lie, yaar, i thought we'd all celebrate the world cup together but now i'm literally sitting alone with leftover biryani while my so-called friends act like they have real lives with their marriages. matlab, jab bhi pakistani team ki baat hoti hai, bas dosti ki yaad aati hai. it’s painful to see how a game that used to bring us together now feels like just another reminder of my solitude. is this what growing up feels like? hai na? #PakistanCricket #Loneliness

wait, saw the news about those Pokémon 30th anniversary cards and suddenly felt this weird nostalgia, like all those childhood friendships that turned to dust because we grew up. it's wild to think I have hundreds of contacts now, but when I feel low, there’s nobody who really knows me. I used to have friends who understood, and now it’s just a spiral of ‘hey, how are you’ but no one’s REALLY aski...