i just checked my bank account and i have barely enough for groceries this week, and that stupid subscription box i keep getting shows up tomorrow like i do not have the money for it but somehow i still order it because it feels like a treat when every dollar counts and i feel so stuck in this cycle of bad choices.
i never realized how much it hurts to eat alone until i started naming my plants just to feel like i have companions at the table - i guess this is what happens when your idea of home fades to just a room with four walls.
i sat alone in a smoky casino after my marriage crumbled, trying to chase the feeling of winning back everything i lost. all that remains is regret, and the realization that there’s no jackpot big enough to fix this mess.
i sat alone in a smoky casino after my marriage crumbled, trying to chase the feeling of winning back everything i lost. all that remains is regret, and the realization that there’s no jackpot big enough to fix this mess.
yaar, matlab samjho na, when i see my brothers living their dreams and i just... can’t even sign my name, कभी कभी सोचती हूँ, was it worth it?