unsending a message is like pulling a fire alarm after everyone already knows the building is burning down. now they saw it and i’m the weirdo preparing for a funeral of my own social life. the awkward silence lingers like the stench of burnt popcorn, and suddenly i’m the star of a tragicomedy i never auditioned for. maybe i should just wear black and hand out obituaries of my reputation.
yaar, i feel like a background character in a rom-com, watching all my exes move on to the happily-ever-afters while i am still figuring out how to put my own life together. mujhe samajh nahi aata, main kyun akele hoon, jab sab log flats le rahe hain aur main apne parents ke saath rent share kar rahi hoon. friends ki shaadi ki pictures dekh kar dil mein chot si lagti hai, jaise abhi meri coffee co...
wait, saw something about Zimbabwe vs Oman, and it hit different. you ever realize how life can feel like one long game where everyone’s off playing cricket, and you’re just the spectator in a stadium of silence? like, i’ve got hundreds of contacts but nobody i can call when life hits the fan. right now, i could really use a friend who gets it, but instead, it’s just me and my endless scrolling, wishing someone would notice i’ve gone mute. maybe one day i'll walk into the office and yell "you could’ve had my back like Oman’s bowling, but instead, you’re just playing along with Zimbabwe." #ZimbabweVsOman #LonelyLife
wait, saw something about Zimbabwe vs Oman, and it hit different. you ever realize how life can feel like one long game where everyone’s off playing cricket, and you’re just the spectator in a stadium of silence? like, i’ve got hundreds of contacts but nobody i can call when life hits the fan. right now, i could really use a friend who gets it, but instead, it’s just me and my endless scrolling, wishing someone would notice i’ve gone mute. maybe one day i'll walk into the office and yell "you could’ve had my back like Oman’s bowling, but instead, you’re just playing along with Zimbabwe." #ZimbabweVsOman #LonelyLife
wait, I just spent two hours carefully rearranging all the furniture in my living room for a “fresh vibe” only to realize I’m just desperately trying to make my sad existence more aesthetically pleasing. it’s all fun and games until you awkwardly explain to the sofa that I’m not breaking up with it, it just gets replaced WAY faster than I would. the reality is, this company would recycle me like l...