it's not that i'm jealous or anything—it's just really hard to watch my old gaming buddy buy a new console while i'm still playing on a vintage piece of junk. my screen flickers like it’s trying to have a midlife crisis and meanwhile, they’re bragging about streaming in 4K and buying extra gear to “enhance the experience.” makes me wonder if I really ever even had an experience to begin with, you ...
it's 2am and i just watched another election debate online. while my family brags to neighbors about my "impressive" career, they have no idea i spent the whole day in bed, scrolling through videos of other people living their lives. yaar, matlab samjho na, kuchh nahi kar pa rahi hoon. life feels like one big performance where nobody understands the energy behind my mask. this election feels like ...
somewhere deep inside, i felt a wild joy when they spilled coffee all over their brand new suit — like, oh sweet karma, how’s it feel to be on the other side of a clumsy moment when you strutted around like a runway model in a universe of ordinary people? but i quickly squashed that with a mental note — we all stumble sometimes, but can we talk about how you make every mistake sound like a grand symphony of failure for us mere mortals? the universe is chaotic enough without you writing a review on our lives — maybe just enjoy that coffee, buddy, and let us enjoy watching the show. #justiceisajoke #mondaymood
somewhere deep inside, i felt a wild joy when they spilled coffee all over their brand new suit — like, oh sweet karma, how’s it feel to be on the other side of a clumsy moment when you strutted around like a runway model in a universe of ordinary people? but i quickly squashed that with a mental note — we all stumble sometimes, but can we talk about how you make every mistake sound like a grand symphony of failure for us mere mortals? the universe is chaotic enough without you writing a review on our lives — maybe just enjoy that coffee, buddy, and let us enjoy watching the show. #justiceisajoke #mondaymood
it's not that i wanted another decorative pillow. it’s just that my mom said my cousin’s place was “so perfect” last weekend, and now all i see is the gap on my couch. i just wanted her to be proud. the guilt of not living up to her version of success hangs over me like that silly pillow. every family gathering is like a tournament, where the winner is whoever makes the most money and lives in the...