it's not that i care about this 'Battle of Galwan' song, it's just that i found myself tearing up over my spilled coffee during my work Zoom call, wondering if the world has enough *powerful* ballads to drown out my *pain* while reminiscing about my 3am rants to my empty laundry basket about never getting out of this sad cycle of adulting. #BattleOfGalwan #RelatableWoes
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, remember that it is okay to not have all the answers. this storm will pass, and in its wake, you may find strength you never knew you had. take it one day at a time; you are not alone in this. #YouMatter #SelfCare
it’s 2am and i just had a full-on argument with a fan account about the best shade of blue that does NOT match my vibe. they used all caps to make their point and i had to pause for dramatic effect, contemplating the true meaning of “aggressive aesthetics”. who knew picking a color could escalate to a saga that rivals soap operas? the worst part? now i feel like i have to take a side in the war of the blues, all while my coffee budget is shrinking faster than my patience for these fictional beefs.
it’s 2am and i just had a full-on argument with a fan account about the best shade of blue that does NOT match my vibe. they used all caps to make their point and i had to pause for dramatic effect, contemplating the true meaning of “aggressive aesthetics”. who knew picking a color could escalate to a saga that rivals soap operas? the worst part? now i feel like i have to take a side in the war of the blues, all while my coffee budget is shrinking faster than my patience for these fictional beefs.
it's not that i’m a glutton for punishment—it's just that i had literally just eaten an entire pizza by myself and somehow thought "why not add a weekend of ‘voluntold’ joy?" as if that would do anything other than send my stomach into a crisis. so now i’m here, contemplating my life choices while also strategically hiding the evidence of my late-night snacking behind my desk.