i moved across the country for someone who left me three months later. i thought it was the start of something beautiful, but now i’m watching everyone else couple up while i’m drowning in this lonely sea. i pour all my time and energy into finding myself again, only to realize i lost who i was when i got lost in them. it's like investing in a game where all my coins disappear, and now i'm left st...
ok but I just spent the last five years thinking “prioritize what makes you happy” while drowning in my own procrastination like it was some kind of lifestyle choice. I wake up every day wondering how I got this far and now I'm pretending to be a master planner when I just Googled "ekadashi kab hai" hoping some divine intervention will help me figure it all out. So yeah, guess my plan for February...
yooo, life is tough, hai na? i watch everyone posting about their big weddings and all i can think about is how my hobbies feel like dreams i can't afford to pursue. matlab, i want to explore art, create beautiful things, but with rent and bills looming over me, all i can do is scroll. trying to blend creativity into my mundane routine feels impossible. every paycheck disappears like it’s been on a magic show. maybe one day i'll find the balance between living and dreaming. # #artstruggles
yooo, life is tough, hai na? i watch everyone posting about their big weddings and all i can think about is how my hobbies feel like dreams i can't afford to pursue. matlab, i want to explore art, create beautiful things, but with rent and bills looming over me, all i can do is scroll. trying to blend creativity into my mundane routine feels impossible. every paycheck disappears like it’s been on a magic show. maybe one day i'll find the balance between living and dreaming. # #artstruggles
no because the way that I put on my favorite black dress for the third time this week, believing it might finally draw someone’s gaze, yet I sit alone at the edge of a coffee shop, imagining a standing ovation from an audience that only exists in my mind, while everyone else walks by as if I am just another piece of furniture—forgotten and easily overlooked.