sitting on my tiny balcony staring at the cracked pavement below, everyone is posting about promotions or trips, and here i am still organizing the same stack of bills. sometimes it feels like my plants are the only ones thriving while i try to piece together what a successful life even looks like now.
i seriously just found a twenty dollar bill in the pocket of my old jacket while cleaning out my closet. i thought i was going to have a meltdown over some overdue bills but instead i can actually buy groceries this week, like honestly, what are the odds.
so the first mail after everything was a hospital bill and it felt like the universe really thought it was pulling a joke. like congrats on the loss, now you owe us a down payment on grief, thanks for playing...
so the first mail after everything was a hospital bill and it felt like the universe really thought it was pulling a joke. like congrats on the loss, now you owe us a down payment on grief, thanks for playing...
دیکھو یار، زندگی میں اکیلا محسوس ہوتا ہوں جب فیس بک پر اپنے پرانے دوستوں کی تصویریں دیکھتا ہوں اور سوچتا ہوں کہ مجھے کب ان سے بات کرنی تھی مگر کبھی کر نہ سکا۔ کوئی سمجھتا نہیں کہ یہ کس طرح کا درد ہوتا ہے، بس خالی خالی ہوتا ہے۔