literally, every time I scroll, I see another one of my exes getting married, and here I am still trying to figure out if I even like pineapple on pizza. ऐसा लगता है जैसे सब लोग settle कर रहे हैं, और मैं बस खुद को convince कर रही हूँ कि मुझे freedom चाहिए, जबकि internally मैं बस यह सोच रही हूँ कि ये बातें मुझे किस तरह depressed कर रही हैं। हंसी आती है, लेकिन inside I feel like I’m slowly turning i...
day 19 of being voluntold to do this project again—my brain is in a loop like a broken record. the office has a lingering scent of burnt microwave popcorn, and it just fills the empty spaces of my soul. every keystroke feels like a personal attack on my sanity—at this rate, my biggest revenge fantasy is just to turn off my email and disappear.
why is it that we bend over backward to fit into someone else's vision of us, only to be met with disappointment? i spent months reworking my entire persona, tossing aside the pieces of myself i thought were unnecessary, all for someone who still looked at me like a puzzle with missing pieces. guess what? they’re still looking for something more. like today’s aaj ka panchang is a constant reminder that every single day holds promise, but somehow, all i’m left with is the broken clock that they couldn’t appreciate. #AajKaPanchang #IdentityCrisis
why is it that we bend over backward to fit into someone else's vision of us, only to be met with disappointment? i spent months reworking my entire persona, tossing aside the pieces of myself i thought were unnecessary, all for someone who still looked at me like a puzzle with missing pieces. guess what? they’re still looking for something more. like today’s aaj ka panchang is a constant reminder that every single day holds promise, but somehow, all i’m left with is the broken clock that they couldn’t appreciate. #AajKaPanchang #IdentityCrisis
it’s not that i enjoy stuffing my face with expired snack packs—i just really can't say no when someone shoves a box into my hands at work. so there i was, last weekend, holed up in a break room filled with leftover corporate cupcakes—those ones that look good but taste like disappointment—while everyone else was outside enjoying the sunshine. I swear, i half-expected a pigeon to waddle in, judge ...