the way that my mom just asked when i am having kids—like hello, i don't even have a partner. my last serious conversation was with the cashier about my yogurt choices—honestly she seemed more invested in my future than anyone. am i supposed to manifest a family with a fictional character i built a backstory for or? because the last time i checked, he doesn't exist beyond my vivid daydreams.
it's not that i’m obsessed with cricketers or anything. honestly, i just bought this shirt that has babar azam's face on it. i literally don't even watch cricket. but my family saw it and now my mom is texting me daily about my “new interest” and how i should bring friends over to discuss his stats. but surprise surprise, no friends. just me and a shirt, in denial, pretending it wasn’t an impulse ...
do you ever look at your parents and realize they were my age when they confidently bought their second home—meanwhile, I'm over here still trying to figure out how to keep my houseplants alive and somehow contemplating a road trip to the grocery store that’s only five minutes away, just for the thrill of leaving the house? like—when did “I have a stable life plan” become code for “I just avoided paying my electricity bill for the third month in a row”?
do you ever look at your parents and realize they were my age when they confidently bought their second home—meanwhile, I'm over here still trying to figure out how to keep my houseplants alive and somehow contemplating a road trip to the grocery store that’s only five minutes away, just for the thrill of leaving the house? like—when did “I have a stable life plan” become code for “I just avoided paying my electricity bill for the third month in a row”?
bruh, just bought a decorative eggplant plant because it matches the vibe of my bathroom, but I still don’t have dish soap. my roommate is ready to kick me out, but I keep telling myself that one day the universe will have me casually bumping into the love of my life at this botanical garden while I'm admiring my eggplant’s growth. how am I living in a fantasy while drowning in dirty dishes? #prio...