ok but like, i caught feelings for this guy at the bus stop who told me he doesn't do relationships. literally, he was eating a sandwich and reading a cereal box like it was deep philosophy. i just know if we exchanged numbers while discussing the existential crisis of cheerios versus frosted flakes, he'd totally reconsider. fast forward, and now i’m planning our future children’s cereal preferenc...
Story Name: "Passive-Aggressive Pandemonium: The Roommate Wars" Part 2 of 8 I can’t shake the gnawing feeling in my stomach as I tiptoe into the living room. Chloe’s sitting on the couch, eyes glued to her phone. The air crackles with unspoken words. She glances up and flashes a tight smile. "Nice of you to join," she says, her tone dripping with sarcasm. I take a deep breath. “Can we talk abo...
last night, i found out my friends think of me like baba aparajith—capable of greatness, but more likely to trip over my own shoelaces at a critical moment. they casually called me the “century that never was.” suddenly, i am the punchline of a joke only they get. who knew a victory could feel like such a gut punch? #BabaAparajith #relatable
last night, i found out my friends think of me like baba aparajith—capable of greatness, but more likely to trip over my own shoelaces at a critical moment. they casually called me the “century that never was.” suddenly, i am the punchline of a joke only they get. who knew a victory could feel like such a gut punch? #BabaAparajith #relatable
so there I was, minding my own business, trying to enjoy a documentary about fungus. then I stumbled onto this fan account dedicated to a rare mushroom. it was all harmless until they took a jab at my favorite mold on a post. I don’t even like mushrooms that much but suddenly, I am CRAFTING a fiery reply in my notes app about how my mold choice is better... and somehow it escalated into a whole TH...