WhisperDog

Thoughts: the way that i used to check in on this one random guy from a YouTube channel li…

i literally have a funeral outfit in my closet because you never know when life will get dramatic. it's like, i have all these contacts who could literally make it to my hypothetical funeral, but not one person who would call to see if i’m okay after a bad day. it’s wild how i’m surrounded by people but still feel like a ghost nobody notices, you know?

b dekho, sab log dosto ke ghar mein naye car aur ghar kharid rahe hain, aur main abhi tak ek simple date bhi afford nahi kar sakta. jab bhi social media pe yeh pics dekhta hun, woh feel hota hai jaise sab kuch aage badh raha hai aur main wahi kahin atak gaya hun, jaise ki yeh duniya meri taraf dekhti nahi. haider ali jaise log naye mauke le kar aaye hain, lekin yaar, mujhe to woh apne mangoes bech...

the way that i used to check in on this one random guy from a YouTube channel like we were best friends, but he never asked about my day or what my favorite cereal is, it just hit me that i cared so much about his thoughts on gaming but he wouldn’t even blink if i disappeared. now, every time i see a notification from him, it’s like that ghost of friendship that never was just laughs in my face. honestly, maybe it’s a lesson on investing in the relationships that actually care about my cereal preferences. #loneliness #parasocial

the way that i used to check in on this one random guy from a YouTube channel like we were best friends, but he never asked about my day or what my favorite cereal is, it just hit me that i cared so much about his thoughts on gaming but he wouldn’t even blink if i disappeared. now, every time i see a notification from him, it’s like that ghost of friendship that never was just laughs in my face. honestly, maybe it’s a lesson on investing in the relationships that actually care about my cereal preferences. #loneliness #parasocial

honestly, every time someone asks about marriage, it's like they're poking a wound i didn’t even know i had. surrounded by faces at that function, feeling like the black sheep when you realize all your ‘friends’ are just a list of names on my phone, not a single person i could call when the weight of loneliness gets too heavy. yaar, kisi ko samajh nahi aata ki zindagi itni single bhi ho sakti hai....