honestly, I used to think turning thirty meant I was an adult with my life together. now, I see all these TikTok dance challenges and think — am I really ready to compete with teenagers on the internet? meanwhile, I am just over here questioning whether I can keep my plants alive. who knew age would come with an overwhelming wave of existential dread? #TiktokTrendsTheDanceChallengeT #adultingishar...
wait, how is it possible to be so alone in a city full of people? like, seriously. دو سال ہو گئے، لیکن مجھے ابھی تک کوئی بھی نہیں ملا جس سے دل کی باتیں کر سکوں۔ اکیلا پن اور خاموشی بہت برا لگتا ہے، بس اپنے ہی خیالات کے ساتھ رہتا ہوں۔ ہر بار جب کوئی بات چیت کرنی ہوتی ہے، لگتا ہے کہ میں کسی اجنبی سے بات کر رہا ہوں، یہ سوچتے ہوئے کہ شاید آج کسی کو میرا حال معلوم ہو جائے۔
wait, so my parents compare me to my cousin who apparently has it all together while he secretly fights his demons. like, nobody knows he gets panic attacks. ये तो खुद को भी कभी नहीं बता सका. i can't decide if i should feel relieved i’m not the one with that burden or if it just makes me feel worse about everything else.
wait, so my parents compare me to my cousin who apparently has it all together while he secretly fights his demons. like, nobody knows he gets panic attacks. ये तो खुद को भी कभी नहीं बता सका. i can't decide if i should feel relieved i’m not the one with that burden or if it just makes me feel worse about everything else.
not gonna lie, i just scrolled past a thousand AI-generated artworks and realized my attempts to create something original just seem so... pointless. like, here i am, stressing about being "unique" while a machine churns out masterpieces faster than i can even write a decent caption. honestly, if everything i create gets overshadowed by a program, what’s even the point of trying? my mind feels lik...