i used to think love was like a tom aspinall fight, all excitement and intensity, but now it just feels like the calm before the inevitable disappointment. literally everyone around me is coupling up and here i am, scrolling through their highlight reels while i sit with my bowl of ice cream and just... reflect. i built so much of myself around someone who’s gone, and now i’m left piecing together...
ever have that moment when your parent says "i'm not mad, i'm just disappointed," and you know exactly how they found out about that ONE thing you swore you'd keep under wraps? turns out, nothing screams “i’m under surveillance” like that weird phishing email you ignored... which then led to your “compromised” texts revealing secrets better left hidden. lesson learned: if you're gonna triple text,...
yaar, samjho na please, I moved to this city two years ago and thought I’d be the main character, but my life is basically a comedy of errors, like the time I tried to make friends by going to a ‘cybersecurity tips’ seminar. I thought I’d network but ended up explaining how to set strong passwords to an entire room while nobody wanted to talk to me, and the only tips I walked away with were about keeping my fridge locked up to stop my own feelings from escaping. honestly, at this point, I think I have better luck protecting my identity online than making real-life connections. #CybersecurityTips #RelatablePain
yaar, samjho na please, I moved to this city two years ago and thought I’d be the main character, but my life is basically a comedy of errors, like the time I tried to make friends by going to a ‘cybersecurity tips’ seminar. I thought I’d network but ended up explaining how to set strong passwords to an entire room while nobody wanted to talk to me, and the only tips I walked away with were about keeping my fridge locked up to stop my own feelings from escaping. honestly, at this point, I think I have better luck protecting my identity online than making real-life connections. #CybersecurityTips #RelatablePain
it's strange how the ground can shake and split while some people act like you never mattered to them—growing up in the same street but now they look past you like you're just another shadow; sometimes I think an earthquake would be less unsettling than the way those familiar faces have turned into strangers—one day they knew your name, the next you’re just a random piece in their rearview—funeral...