WhisperDog

Thoughts: i literally forgave them publicly because everyone expected it, but inside i kno…

last night, I realized I’ve been apologizing for existing my whole life. you know, the "sorry" for bumping into furniture, sorry for taking up space. I scroll through hundreds of contacts, but when the dark creeps in, nobody knows how lonely I am. it’s like I’m watching a T20 World Cup match from the sidelines, heart racing but alone, with South Africa winning the drama while I can barely survive ...

literally, I thought I was okay with their “no relationship” stance. I told myself I could handle it, that I could just enjoy the moments we shared. but then I found myself planning a future in my head, one where they somehow changed their mind. honestly, now I’m stuck in this weird limbo, half-excited and half-annoyed that I’ve become the poster child for longing, waiting for someone who may neve...

i literally forgave them publicly because everyone expected it, but inside i know i’ll never fully trust them again; it’s like i built my entire identity around who we were together and now i’m just a puzzle missing the main piece, scrolling through everyone else's cute couple posts, feeling like a ghost in the middle of their love fest, remembering the playlists i made that nobody played, wondering if i’ll ever find the courage to even start again.

i literally forgave them publicly because everyone expected it, but inside i know i’ll never fully trust them again; it’s like i built my entire identity around who we were together and now i’m just a puzzle missing the main piece, scrolling through everyone else's cute couple posts, feeling like a ghost in the middle of their love fest, remembering the playlists i made that nobody played, wondering if i’ll ever find the courage to even start again.

yaar, matlab, i just watched Axar Patel's stunning catch and it hit me hard. everyone seems to be moving ahead, achieving things while i’m stuck in the same place, counting every single day. last week, bhai, my neighbor flaunted his new car, and here i am still dealing with my broken bicycle. it feels like no one really gets it, like i’m shouting but no one is listening. it’s as if life is one big...