yoo, I was scrolling through this celebrity's reality show, and they invited strangers to their lavish party. bruh, I should have just said yes to my friend's invitation to that boring get-together instead. I mean, who knows? Maybe one day, one of those parties could be mine. but here I am, obsessing over people I don't know, while the real moments pass me by.
yaar, matlab samjho na, every time I hear about the India vs Pakistan match, it literally reminds me of how competitive life is in every damn field. I opened my feed and saw my batchmate flaunting their second car, and I just got a ticket for the bus like it's 1999. मेरे दोस्त कहते हैं सबकुछ ठिक है, लेकिन खुद की बेरुखी का सामना करना पड़ता है। can we just talk about how exhausting it is to keep pre...
it's day 37 of staring at the same wall, my phone is full of hundreds of names—people I used to call friends, but now they feel like strangers in a crowded room. the messages dry up, and I realize I have nobody to reach out to when the loneliness crashes in, like the remnants of a party that ended hours ago but the music keeps playing in my head—can anyone really hear it?
it's day 37 of staring at the same wall, my phone is full of hundreds of names—people I used to call friends, but now they feel like strangers in a crowded room. the messages dry up, and I realize I have nobody to reach out to when the loneliness crashes in, like the remnants of a party that ended hours ago but the music keeps playing in my head—can anyone really hear it?
you know what’s funny? people act like adult life is about building connections. yet here I am, scrolling through hundreds of contacts, realizing I couldn’t call a single person if I hit rock bottom—except maybe my chaotic aunt who thinks life is a sitcom. everyone praises friendships from college like they last forever, but they fade faster than bad movie sequels. you think they’re there until yo...