WhisperDog

Rants: yaar, kya baat hai? sab log dost hain, par aakhir kaar sab log anjaane ho gaye h…

yooo, so i found out my favorite shirt from high school was not just the reason i was known for ‘that one look’, but also the shirt my so-called friend was SLANDERING behind my back. apparently, she thought it was a "crime against fashion" and i DEFENDED it like it was the family heirloom of the century. now, every time i wear it, i feel like i'm simultaneously throwing shade and honoring my own b...

it's not that i don't want to go out, it's just... you know that moment when Ryan Reynolds is all charming on screen, and you realize you're over here pretending to have plans, when really you're debating whether to eat instant noodles or not? — last week, i told my friends i had "something urgent" come up. urgent? please, it was just my bank account screaming at me. i can practically hear my stom...

yaar, kya baat hai? sab log dost hain, par aakhir kaar sab log anjaane ho gaye hain. social media pe photos dekhta hoon, logon ki shiny lives, unki cars aur holidays, jabki mai toh akele bus mein jaata hoon, aur kahan jaane ki wajah nahi hai. kuch bhi kar lo, aakhir mein koi bhi nahin hai jo asli dil ki baatein sun sake. ab toh sabke paas milne ka time nahi, sab apne choti choti problems mein busy hain. mere paas kehne ko kuch nahi hai. bas sab kuch miss kar raha hoon, kya akelepan hai. #IndiaVsPakistanT20WorldCup #loneliness

yaar, kya baat hai? sab log dost hain, par aakhir kaar sab log anjaane ho gaye hain. social media pe photos dekhta hoon, logon ki shiny lives, unki cars aur holidays, jabki mai toh akele bus mein jaata hoon, aur kahan jaane ki wajah nahi hai. kuch bhi kar lo, aakhir mein koi bhi nahin hai jo asli dil ki baatein sun sake. ab toh sabke paas milne ka time nahi, sab apne choti choti problems mein busy hain. mere paas kehne ko kuch nahi hai. bas sab kuch miss kar raha hoon, kya akelepan hai. #IndiaVsPakistanT20WorldCup #loneliness

just realized every family gathering feels like a game show where the prize is my self-worth. i sit there, being grilled like a chicken by relatives who act like they forgot i’m a human being. "what are you doing with your life?" "oh, cousin Jamie has a startup and it’s thriving." suddenly, I spiral into thoughts like, "do I even exist? Am I just a ghost floating in their comparison parade?" and b...