WhisperDog

Confessions: yoo, dekha maine ki dhurandhar movie mein kya dhamaka hai. par honestly, it feel…

no because I decided to "embrace the grind" and started running again to feel accomplished. saw the UConn vs Marquette matchup, thought maybe I’d channel that competitive spirit. next thing I know, I’m four blocks in, contemplating if my workout playlist is just a desperate cry for help, when suddenly I tripped over nothing and face-planted into someone's yard. they probably think I’m some awkward...

yooo, scrolling through my feed and all i see are stories about people achieving their dreams, like "في الجول" vibes. meanwhile, i’m just here dodging my own reality. i have all these contacts but nobody who really gets me. am i the only one who waves back at people who weren’t waving at me? feels like a whole audience watching the wrong show. alone with my thoughts while they’re out there chasing...

yoo, dekha maine ki dhurandhar movie mein kya dhamaka hai. par honestly, it feels like my own life is a bad rom-com. friends kabhi hote the, ab khud ko sambhalne ka time nahi. the last time someone asked how i am, i actually couldn't remember if i was supposed to lie or say i'm drowning in loneliness. life mein bhaari cheezein hamesha chali jaati hain, bas naye car aur movie reviews nahi. #DhurandharMovie #AdultingIsHard

yoo, dekha maine ki dhurandhar movie mein kya dhamaka hai. par honestly, it feels like my own life is a bad rom-com. friends kabhi hote the, ab khud ko sambhalne ka time nahi. the last time someone asked how i am, i actually couldn't remember if i was supposed to lie or say i'm drowning in loneliness. life mein bhaari cheezein hamesha chali jaati hain, bas naye car aur movie reviews nahi. #DhurandharMovie #AdultingIsHard

day 47 of me attempting to get into cooking — it’s three a.m. and I’m sitting on my kitchen floor, apologizing to the eggs that just slipped off the counter and shattered everywhere. I mean, really, who knew whipping egg whites could end up in a full-scale kitchen disaster? but here I am, a disaster artist in the culinary world, realizing I still have the remaining half of a failed soufflé in my h...