so here i am at 9pm and suddenly my head is pounding like i just ran a marathon or something. turns out i completely forgot to eat today — like, my stomach thought we were doing a cleanse or something, and now i have a full-on headache as punishment for my poor life choices.
yaar, matlab samjho na, I was cleaning out my closet and found an old diary—so many memories of things I just never shared, like that trip nobody even asked about, और अब सब बस एक कागज़ के टुकड़े की तरह लगते हैं, कोई समझता नहीं.
sometimes i think about that old guitar collecting dust in the corner because it reminds me of the summer i spent teaching myself to play, but now i just feel too disconnected to pick it up again even though that was the one thing that made me feel alive back then.
sometimes i think about that old guitar collecting dust in the corner because it reminds me of the summer i spent teaching myself to play, but now i just feel too disconnected to pick it up again even though that was the one thing that made me feel alive back then.
sometimes i hear my mom's words echoing in my head like an unwanted soundtrack, especially when i mess up, and i just wish i could hit rewind, but it never stops playing no matter how many years pass.