WhisperDog

Thoughts: last night, i was scrolling through a tiny town's Facebook group, completely abs…

no because i prepared an entire outfit for my own funeral. buttoned-up, hat included, because honestly, isn't life just a continuous series of goodbyes? the weather forecast keeps warning us about the storm, but nobody mentions the internal ones, right? surrounded by hundreds of contacts, and yet... not a soul who knows the hollow echo that fills my days. just me, weathering yet another downpour o...

i can’t even process the news about rio fahmi getting transferred while my mom is asking when i’m finally having kids. as if i haven’t spent the last three family gatherings dodging questions about why my life isn’t more put together. meanwhile, my cousin just posted photos with their perfect house and spouse. i haven’t even found someone who can last longer than my last phone upgrade. imagine bei...

last night, i was scrolling through a tiny town's Facebook group, completely absorbed in someone’s post about the best places to get biscuits. then it hit me; while these strangers are chasing dreams, im stuck in a monotonous cycle, wishing i had the guts to go back to that college in a city buzzing with art and creativity. i chose stability over passion, but every time i hear a train whistle, i can almost feel my heartbeat quickening from that adventurous path, the one where id be writing poems in a dim-lit café instead of daydreaming on my couch. #whatif #lostdreams

last night, i was scrolling through a tiny town's Facebook group, completely absorbed in someone’s post about the best places to get biscuits. then it hit me; while these strangers are chasing dreams, im stuck in a monotonous cycle, wishing i had the guts to go back to that college in a city buzzing with art and creativity. i chose stability over passion, but every time i hear a train whistle, i can almost feel my heartbeat quickening from that adventurous path, the one where id be writing poems in a dim-lit café instead of daydreaming on my couch. #whatif #lostdreams

I heard about the news of Tahir Fuego's passing and all I could think was, “this could be anyone, including me.” I spend hours gaming, perfecting my skills, while my family keeps bringing up my cousins' corporate jobs like I’m just playing around. Yaar, it’s exhausting. I tell them I’m working hard, but they don’t see me grinding. They think I’m wasting time while I’m just trying to build somethin...