the way that my parents compare me to my cousin, who's out here having panic attacks while hitting every T20 century, makes me think they’ve secretly cursed me with ‘what are you doing with your life’ spells. i still cant afford a Netflix subscription, and im expected to rise like rinku singh? honestly, i’d be more successful at this point if i just trained my couch for the World Cup. #RinkuSingh ...
no because when my relatives ask why i’m not married yet, i swear i can hear their disappointment echoing in my mind. they praise my cousins for their “perfect lives” while i sit there, panicking over the fact that i can’t even maintain a plant. i feel like a letdown with every probing question, like they don't realize i’m already suffocating under the weight of expectations they laid down long be...
i was at the coffee shop again—just watching the barista pour lattes like it’s some grand performance. everyone thinks i'm fine, like money’s not tight and i don't stay up at night crunching numbers in my head. i saw this news about “ياسر أبو شباب” and suddenly felt this panic in my chest, like is any of this really happening or is it all just another thing to distract from my paycheck-to-paycheck mess? the world is crumbling around us while i'm stressing over my debit card not making it past the weekend. do i laugh, cry, or just tip extra because what even is a five-dollar coffee if it keeps me warm, right? #universalstruggles #
i was at the coffee shop again—just watching the barista pour lattes like it’s some grand performance. everyone thinks i'm fine, like money’s not tight and i don't stay up at night crunching numbers in my head. i saw this news about “ياسر أبو شباب” and suddenly felt this panic in my chest, like is any of this really happening or is it all just another thing to distract from my paycheck-to-paycheck mess? the world is crumbling around us while i'm stressing over my debit card not making it past the weekend. do i laugh, cry, or just tip extra because what even is a five-dollar coffee if it keeps me warm, right? #universalstruggles #
last night, I was scrolling through my feed, and I saw yet another friend’s engagement photos, glowing smiles and perfect dresses. I couldn't help but think about how my own plans are crumbling like the rocks at Reynisfjara Black Sand Beach. it feels like everyone has these shiny, exciting futures ahead while I’m just here, struggling to pick the pieces of my life back together. as I close my eyes...