ایک بار میں نے ایک پینٹنگ بنائی تھی، پھر کبھی اس کے بارے میں سوچا بھی نہیں، yaar, matlab samjho na کہ وہ کتنی خاص تھی اور اب میں صرف دیکھتا ہوں کہ لوگ اپنی تخلیق کا کتنا احترام کرتے ہیں۔ گھر والے سمجھتے نہیں، بس ایک چھوٹا سا لمحہ تھا۔
it's been weeks since i told him everything and now my phone sits silent, scrolling through old contacts but i don't really know who to reach out to anymore — that friend i thought would always be there vanished when things got tough and it's just so lonely thinking about that text i never sent, the one that could've changed everything.
scrolling through my contacts feels like digging through an empty drawer - the one friend i used to text every day just vanished, and now i have no one to reach out to. it's like my phone has become this museum of missed connections - yaar, matlab samjho na, कोई समझتا نہیں.
scrolling through my contacts feels like digging through an empty drawer - the one friend i used to text every day just vanished, and now i have no one to reach out to. it's like my phone has become this museum of missed connections - yaar, matlab samjho na, कोई समझتا نہیں.
ألفيس تحرش باللاعبات ولقى نهاية غريبة في اتحاد غويانا، خمس سنوات في الزنزانة ومن يستحق غيره مثل دا؟ براءة النساء واجب وليس خيار!