every night i sit alone with the regret of not standing up for myself sooner. कोई समझتا نہیں, ये शादी सिर्फ एक रियायती तिल है।
یار، حال تو یہ ہے کہ میں نے کل اپنی کتابیں بیچیں کیونکہ پیسوں کی ضرورت تھی، لیکن کوئی بھی بول رہا تھا کہ وہ تو بس ان کے شوق کے لیے تھیں اور اصل میں تو مجھے وہ کھڑی قیمت پر بیچنی پڑی، جب میں نے اپنا اکاونٹ چیک کیا تو احساس ہوا کہ بس دو ہفتوں کا خرچ بچا ہے، دوستی تو چھوڑیں، اب ایک کتا بھی نہیں خرید سکتا۔
just got my first pottery pieces out of the kiln and they’re even better than i imagined, thought they were gonna crack and ruin everything but they’re perfect, can’t believe it actually worked out like this after all the hours spent stressing over it.
just got my first pottery pieces out of the kiln and they’re even better than i imagined, thought they were gonna crack and ruin everything but they’re perfect, can’t believe it actually worked out like this after all the hours spent stressing over it.
sometimes i just stare at my guitar sitting in the corner — barely picked it up in months, but the sound of it always made me feel something, and now i just scroll through my feed watching others jam and grow and i keep thinking about that song i never finished writing — my fingers miss the strings, but life just keeps piling on top of everything else.