boo hoo, government can't handle simple oil supply — you've got incompetent fools like ivan shaykh ruining everything over at ogra while they hold the nation hostage with skyrocketing prices! the acting chairman had to go, but who's really in charge of the mess?
रात को जब बिल्स का मैसेज आया तो समझ में आया कि महीने के पहले हफ्ते में ही सबकुछ खत्म हो गया और फिर उस दिन के सारे सपने टूट गए — यार, क्या करूँ, बस वही पुराने ख्याल, ये सब मैंने खुद के लिए नहीं किया।
sat on the floor of my tiny studio, eating cold takeout while scrolling through everyone’s birthday posts that i missed. felt like a ghost at my own party, watching friends take vacations, buy houses, like im just stuck in a loop of bad sitcom reruns, trying to pretend this is fine or whatever.
sat on the floor of my tiny studio, eating cold takeout while scrolling through everyone’s birthday posts that i missed. felt like a ghost at my own party, watching friends take vacations, buy houses, like im just stuck in a loop of bad sitcom reruns, trying to pretend this is fine or whatever.
sitting alone at this diner after another shift and it hits me that i haven’t really talked to anyone in weeks, scrolling through my contacts and just seeing names i don’t even recognize anymore. guess that’s what happens when you’re always working, sometimes i wonder if i’ll even remember what real conversation feels like.