scrolling through my contacts feels like a museum of memories yaar, matlab samjho na, even the ones i used to talk to are now just names on a screen and किसी को समझता नहीं, sometimes i wonder if the connections were ever real or just a distraction from being alone.
so i just sent a ten minute voice note about my whole project plan to the wrong group chat and now they think i’m this serious person when all i wanted was a quick laugh with my friends like seriously what is my life right now, like just how did that even happen.
i used to feel proud of my tiny studio near the water, worked at a tech giant and made a decent salary but now watching my old colleagues thrive while i just... scroll through social media all day makes it all feel worse, like my life is in some sort of waiting room with no exit sign or deadline and my plants are dying because i forget to water them, which feels symbolic or something but mostly just pathetic, you know?
i used to feel proud of my tiny studio near the water, worked at a tech giant and made a decent salary but now watching my old colleagues thrive while i just... scroll through social media all day makes it all feel worse, like my life is in some sort of waiting room with no exit sign or deadline and my plants are dying because i forget to water them, which feels symbolic or something but mostly just pathetic, you know?
tragic house fire in north york but where's the outrage for the elderly couple who died? it's a disgrace how we ignore these tragedies while obsessing over useless sports highlights!