so there i am, trying to bake a cake for my friend's birthday, and i somehow end up with flour on the ceiling, sugar stuck to my face, and the oven timer playing that evil laugh sound from some movie because i forgot it and now the cake is an actual lump of charcoal that could double as a doorstop—guess i should start a cake decorating business specializing in disaster, at least my talents would b...
i just found a twenty dollar bill in the pocket of a jacket i haven't worn in forever - thought it was going to be nothing but lint and maybe a crumpled receipt or something, but this is like finding GOLD. the dread of figuring out where my money went just vanished in an instant and now i can actually buy lunch tomorrow.
yaar, matlab samjho na, it is funny how the justice system thinks years are some kind of healing process when all it does is turn scars into memories. घर वाले समझते नहीं, they think we can just forget while i am still avoiding mirrors.
yaar, matlab samjho na, it is funny how the justice system thinks years are some kind of healing process when all it does is turn scars into memories. घर वाले समझते नहीं, they think we can just forget while i am still avoiding mirrors.
kimberly-clark’s employee set the whole warehouse ablaze because he felt underpaid, how pathetic and ridiculous is that? this clown thought torching the place would teach them a lesson—now he’s gonna face serious time for his stupidity!