my favorite coffee shop where i used to sit for hours is now a fancy wine bar and my friends who got promoted have no idea what it's like to choose between groceries and that one art class i loved back in college and sometimes it feels like everyone moved on but me just stuck here in this cramped studio thinking about the way the sun used to come through those windows.
یہاں سب لوگ خوش ہیں اور میں کھڑکی کے پاس بیٹھ کر بس سکوت میں ہوں۔ کوئی سمجھتا نہیں کہ گھر والے خوشی چاہتے ہیں، پر میرے اندر سب کچھ ٹوٹ رہا ہے۔
so after 18 months of fighting a shadow identity crisis where some stranger’s living my best life on credit, I finally realize that no matter how many forms I fill out, I still just can’t outrun the fact that my existence has become a really bad episode of a documentary no one wants to watch.
so after 18 months of fighting a shadow identity crisis where some stranger’s living my best life on credit, I finally realize that no matter how many forms I fill out, I still just can’t outrun the fact that my existence has become a really bad episode of a documentary no one wants to watch.
i keep looking at my bookshelf and realizing how many books i bought thinking they would change my life but now they just sit there gathering dust, sometimes i remember a line or two and think maybe that means something but mostly they just feel like lost opportunities to connect with myself or...something, i guess.