day 18 of checking the havells share price. my self-esteem has officially plummeted to its own all-time low, just like their stock. i told myself i would never let the market dictate my mood, yet here i am, literally refreshing my screen every hour while my plants slowly die in the background. i guess i became the person who talks to houseplants about finances. who knew i would have so much in com...
last night, I accidentally hearted my own comment on a forum about garden gnomes - it was an INTENSE discussion, trust me, but the panic when I saw the notification was real. I sat there thinking, is this my legacy now? hearting my own thoughts like a total psycho, like, what am I trying to prove? now everyone thinks I’m the one obsessed with lawn ornaments. what do I even say to my therapist abou...
yooo, just spent an entire night analyzing how many loose buttons are in my closet instead of my life choices — like at this point my wardrobe has more aspirations than I do. I could START a button collection, but can’t START tackling my laundry or job applications. What even IS adulthood?
yooo, just spent an entire night analyzing how many loose buttons are in my closet instead of my life choices — like at this point my wardrobe has more aspirations than I do. I could START a button collection, but can’t START tackling my laundry or job applications. What even IS adulthood?
literally spent an hour this morning practicing what I’d say to my fridge when I open it and see it empty—like, "Hey fridge, what happened? We used to be a whole meal situation." I was getting so into it that I accidentally knocked over a bottle of ketchup while my imaginary fridge just stared back at me. and that’s when I realized, I’ve been pouring my loyalty into a fridge that won’t remember my...