yooo, so my parents popped by unannounced and found my “cozy” living space, which is basically a chaotic mix of takeout boxes and a yoga mat that hasn’t seen action in months. they walked in like they were expecting a home decor magazine but left with a look that said “oh, we thought you had it together.” honestly, seeing them try not to judge made me realize that underneath all this mess, I might...
it's not that i trusted them blindly... it's just that i might have, you know, let them convince me that their awful karaoke version of a classic song was actually a beautiful cover. i stood up for them at dinner parties like i was defending a Nobel Prize winner. then, i overheard them on the phone saying my singing sounded like “a cat caught in a blender.” i even thought about hiring a vocal coac...
ever searched for “how to cook a pigeon” and had a friend walk in right at that moment? because I did. we just sat there, awkwardly pretending nothing was happening, while I contemplated if I’d prefer being branded a pigeon chef or a psychopath. you ever realize your life choices could use a hard reboot when you’re on that weird culinary journey? like… wow, this is what adulthood looks like…
ever searched for “how to cook a pigeon” and had a friend walk in right at that moment? because I did. we just sat there, awkwardly pretending nothing was happening, while I contemplated if I’d prefer being branded a pigeon chef or a psychopath. you ever realize your life choices could use a hard reboot when you’re on that weird culinary journey? like… wow, this is what adulthood looks like…
yooo, just saw Ali Amin Gandapur in the news again—how is it that someone can be wanted while I sit here drowning in loans, wondering if I should change my entire life just to escape the ordinary? I had a moment today where I realized half my personality got swallowed in a relationship that felt right, but now I’m left piecing together who I am. it’s funny how some people just flaunt a carefree li...