literally just realized my "best friend" texts me only when they want something. the other day they asked me for a favor, and I panicked so hard, I accidentally texted my mom. now I’m left wondering if I should prepare for a "crazy day out" with a random stranger or try to win a 'friends lottery' because I'm stuck in this weird parasocial dilemma where my emotional investment in them rivals my obs...
ok but I accidentally sent a heartfelt poem to the guy who said he doesn't do relationships. I wrote it while fully convinced I was channeling my inner Shakespeare and ended it with "forever my heart's snack," because I thought it was cute? I can practically hear the crickets now, as he read it and promptly updated his social media to “committed to living life on my own terms” right after. like, w...
last night, while scrolling through the glowing vacation pics from the Maldives, i realized my biggest adventure in months has been figuring out if there's halwa left over for iftar, yaar. the sunsets might be nice there, but my idea of 'going all out' is trying to change up the same biryani recipe for the fourth time this week. matlab, life’s not really about the destination when my bank account won't even afford a bus ride out of the city, hai na? #RozaIftarTime #RelatableStruggles
last night, while scrolling through the glowing vacation pics from the Maldives, i realized my biggest adventure in months has been figuring out if there's halwa left over for iftar, yaar. the sunsets might be nice there, but my idea of 'going all out' is trying to change up the same biryani recipe for the fourth time this week. matlab, life’s not really about the destination when my bank account won't even afford a bus ride out of the city, hai na? #RozaIftarTime #RelatableStruggles
no, because honestly, people think I make more than I do just because I own a nice pair of shoes. they do not see me calculating every little expense in my head like a game of Tetris. it feels like every time I say yes to dinner plans, I am actually saying goodbye to my savings account, which I haven’t seen since, like, twenty nineteen. so here I am, nodding at their dreams while juggling my unpai...