not gonna lie, i’ve been clinging to the hope that something—anything—would rescue me from this sinking feeling, but then i read about this “recurring revenue” shift and realized no one is coming to save me from my own life either, just a cycle of waiting, drowning, and then—suddenly—I’m alone again. #Rand #ExistentialCrisis
yaar, matlab itna kuch ho raha hai duniya mein, aur main abhi bhi अपने माता-पिता के साथ रह रहा हूँ. हर कोई अपने अपने घर ले रहा है, और मैं बस अपने लोन का बोझ उठाते हुए इंजीनियरिंग की किताबों में डूबा हूँ. फिर मैंने वो न्यूज देखा कि लोग साइबर अपराध के शिकार हो रहे हैं, समझ में नहीं आ रहा कि क्या सोचूँ. मैं तो किसी रिश्ते में बर्बाद हो चुका हूँ, अब अपनी प्राइवेसी भी खो दूं तो क्या होगा? ये सब बातें घ...
it’s 2am and I’m staring at the ceiling, like, wondering when everyone is gonna realize I’m just faking it. I feel like a ghost in my own life, floating through conversations, laughing at jokes I don’t get, and acting like I belong. honestly, I think if I look in the mirror too long, the reflection might just shatter because it can’t handle the truth that I’m literally terrified of being seen.
it’s 2am and I’m staring at the ceiling, like, wondering when everyone is gonna realize I’m just faking it. I feel like a ghost in my own life, floating through conversations, laughing at jokes I don’t get, and acting like I belong. honestly, I think if I look in the mirror too long, the reflection might just shatter because it can’t handle the truth that I’m literally terrified of being seen.
it’s 2 a.m. and I just scrolled through the millionth post of someone announcing their “big promotion” while I’m stuck binge-watching the same series for the third time. it feels like everyone is collecting trophies while I’m still trying to figure out where my last pair of socks disappeared to. my DMs are dry but my feed is full of smiling faces, driving shiny cars, living the life I thought we a...