bruh, my friend group just pulled a “Shark Tank India Season Five Judges” on me. I thought I was getting a solid investment in loyalty, but turns out I’m the impractical idea they refused to fund. Watching them argue like they’re pitching who gets my leftovers is the wildest betrayal ever. I keep thinking maybe I need to start my own show called “Shark Tanks of Misery” where I pitch my tragic life...
last night, I accidentally said "thank you" to a friend who professed their love for me — it felt like the world's worst acceptance speech, but all I could think about was how i might have offended them like Bhavana Pandey when Chunky forgets anniversaries. I thought we had that same love language — completely missing the gift that keeps on giving... awkward silence. now I’m just waiting for the m...
yooo, just caught myself getting emotionally invested in the couple from the grocery store. i swear, they argued over the organic apples like it was a reality show finale. i even made a whole narrative about their future kids named avocados and kale. at this point, i should start writing fan fiction for their love life, but really, they don’t even know i exist.
yooo, just caught myself getting emotionally invested in the couple from the grocery store. i swear, they argued over the organic apples like it was a reality show finale. i even made a whole narrative about their future kids named avocados and kale. at this point, i should start writing fan fiction for their love life, but really, they don’t even know i exist.
do you ever feel like you are the only adult in a toddler's fight? my parents are getting a divorce and somehow, i am the mediator. one minute, i am listening to my dad’s rant about the lack of robot surgeons at aiims. the next, my mom's yelling at the TV like it's the season finale of her favorite show. last night, i locked myself in the bathroom just to escape their dramatic soap opera. who knew...