last night, i realized i’ve built a life where my phone is full of contacts but my heart feels like a ghost town. i scroll through old group chats, and it's like reading a novel where all the good parts have been edited out. nobody texts to check in anymore. i don’t even have a go-to person when my heart aches. sometimes, i think about throwing a party just to see who shows up. maybe it’ll be a “l...
the way that everyone’s buzzing about AI making things easier while i’m here praying my internet connection doesn’t drop during a call. it’s exhausting pretending i’m thriving, when in reality i’m just holding onto hope that this month’s overdue bills don’t end up with an angry collection agent at my door. they all think i’m doing fine, meanwhile i'm a few clicks away from disaster. wish someone w...
literally declined an invite to a fancy dinner because I had to… um, reorganize my spice rack. like, seriously? who does that? I don’t even cook, but I told myself it was a legit emergency. I think I even suggested I’d finally discover if paprika is truly just fancy red dust or not. spoiler alert: I didn’t even check. #adultingishard #awkwardlies
literally declined an invite to a fancy dinner because I had to… um, reorganize my spice rack. like, seriously? who does that? I don’t even cook, but I told myself it was a legit emergency. I think I even suggested I’d finally discover if paprika is truly just fancy red dust or not. spoiler alert: I didn’t even check. #adultingishard #awkwardlies
yaar, matlab samjho na, life is like this endless NFL schedule, always shifting, never what I expected. people see me smiling, think I've got it all figured out, but inside, I'm just stressed over student loans and a future arranged marriage. every day I’m hiding my panic behind casual conversations, while the reality is that one big expense could flip my whole life upside down. I think about ho...