i found out my roommate has been binge-watching that terrible reality show with their ex. like, we could have a healthy living situation but instead, every Thursday night, i hear them arguing about whether Jessica’s loyalty is more questionable than Chris's haircut, and i can’t even. sometimes, i picture myself swapping the popcorn with a bag of burnt marshmallows, just to ruin the vibe...
ngl, my parents genuinely think my depression is just because i'm not praying enough. like, yaar, i can barely keep my plants alive, let alone keep up with a divine being. last week, they caught me binging that new horror comedy, "Prakambanam," instead of doing my evening prayers. achha, now i have to explain why watching ghostly chaos is somehow better than heavenly peace, and all they could say ...
i completely turned my life upside down for this vegan chef, started infusing kale into everything, and one day accidentally blended my cat's food with a green smoothie. i was convinced he would be impressed by my “innovative recipe.” he took one look at my concoction, then just walked away, and my cat looked like he lost all hope in me. spoiler alert: nobody wins when your love life is a salad gone wrong.
i completely turned my life upside down for this vegan chef, started infusing kale into everything, and one day accidentally blended my cat's food with a green smoothie. i was convinced he would be impressed by my “innovative recipe.” he took one look at my concoction, then just walked away, and my cat looked like he lost all hope in me. spoiler alert: nobody wins when your love life is a salad gone wrong.
not gonna lie, I spent an hour scrolling through fan pages, getting unreasonably invested in the whole army royal versus youth of the tribes situation. meanwhile, my laundry’s piling up, I haven’t seen my friends in weeks, and my cat is judging me for what I can only assume is a major life crisis. if only I could direct this passion towards, I don’t know, tackling the disaster that is my kitchen… ...