wait, so inter's on the rise while i’m still stuck trying to figure out how to pay my next auto fare. everyone’s out here posting car selfies and property keys like it’s a regular Tuesday, while i'm just hoping my old bike doesn’t give up on me. i sometimes wonder if it’s just my luck, or if the universe really enjoys watching me struggle like it’s some sort of cosmic reality show. guess the high...
it's not that i don’t recognize that person in old photos. it’s just— i thought they were happier, more alive. now, every time i look back, it's like flipping through the pages of a stranger's life. it's that eerie feeling— that the further i grow, the more i feel like i'm losing something essential. looking at joaquin phoenix playing roles that peel back layers, and i can't help but wonder— what ...
I had a dream last night that I was being chased by a giant slice of pizza—like, a pepperoni monster, and when I woke up, I rushed to my computer to search “why pizza dreams happen,” but then I forgot I left the tab open while my roommate was right there, so now we just make awkward eye contact while pretending we did not see each other's search history... I mean, I could just act like I was looking for dinner ideas, but like, who wants to talk about emotional pizza demons at 3 am—sorry, couch, for my shameful thoughts.
I had a dream last night that I was being chased by a giant slice of pizza—like, a pepperoni monster, and when I woke up, I rushed to my computer to search “why pizza dreams happen,” but then I forgot I left the tab open while my roommate was right there, so now we just make awkward eye contact while pretending we did not see each other's search history... I mean, I could just act like I was looking for dinner ideas, but like, who wants to talk about emotional pizza demons at 3 am—sorry, couch, for my shameful thoughts.
kabhi socha hai, sab logon ki zindagi kyun aise chamakti hai aur meri itni dull? yaar, dekho toh, friends naye ghar le rahe hain, naye cars le rahe hain, aur main yeh maggi kha raha hoon sochta hua, kya galat hai? inki life toh ek football match hai, jaise Inter Vs Torino, bina kisi struggle ke, aur main bas ek audience ki tarah, dekhta rehta hoon. ghar walon ko yeh nahi pata, par mujhe toh pata h...