कल की पार्टी में सबको 'ind बनाम nam' मैच की बात कर रहे थे, मैं बस यह सोच रहा था कि मेरा बैंक बैलेंस भी मैचिंग जर्सी की तरह कहीं न हो जाए - मतलब कोई नहीं समझता कि जिंदगी ऐसी है जैसे हर पायदान पर नया लोन हो रहा हो। सब शादी कर रहे हैं, और मैं अपने लिए पिज्जा ऑर्डर करने में भी संकोच कर रहा हूं, क्योंकि क्या पता कल किस टीम को सपोर्ट करूं। अभी तो मैंने सिर्फ चाय की पत्तियाँ ली हैं - बाकी सब पर ध्यान देन...
last night i accidentally sent something meant for my partner to the group chat, and like, now they are all asking me what is happening between us. it's literally mortifying, but what makes it worse is that part of me is relieved, like maybe this is the chaos i needed to shake up my boring routine. as i’m watching their responses pour in, i’m just sitting there thinking, did i just spark a convers...
bruh, I just found out my favorite sweater was in the laundry all along, but I spent a week convinced I lost it forever. I wore my second best every single day, feeling like a fraud in my own skin, and when I finally slipped into that old, comforting fabric, it hit me... how lonely it feels to cling to things instead of people. like, why does a piece of clothing feel like home when I can't even tell the people I miss that I need them?
bruh, I just found out my favorite sweater was in the laundry all along, but I spent a week convinced I lost it forever. I wore my second best every single day, feeling like a fraud in my own skin, and when I finally slipped into that old, comforting fabric, it hit me... how lonely it feels to cling to things instead of people. like, why does a piece of clothing feel like home when I can't even tell the people I miss that I need them?
literally let someone take the fall for my mistake because the fear of confrontation was too paralyzing, and now I sit here sweating, wondering if they know I was the one who messed it up in the first place. I can't decide if I should come clean or just keep pretending like nothing happened. what if it blows up in my face? #everydaychaos #toomuchsweat