why is it that i poured my heart into a lengthy message about the recent drama surrounding the adani ports share price, only to be met with a single eggplant emoji? is this what my late-night musings deserve? do they know how hard i worked to connect the dots, or were they too busy having brunch with the barista who keeps making eye contact with me? suddenly, my entire life feels like it’s hanging...
it’s day 17 of my romantic misadventure. fell for someone who said they don’t do relationships. now i'm out here writing them poetry at 3am while they just text “k.” real talk, how do you compete with “union bank share”? i mean, clearly this stock’s going up and my feelings are crashing harder than my hopes for an emotional reply. what's next? accidentally manifesting them into my life while tryin...
day 32 of pretending to be a mentor. i just caught myself drawing a flowchart of how to give good advice while still having no idea what i am doing. honestly, i ended up with more questions than answers and the whole thing looks like a map to a fictional world where everyone drinks tea made from moonlight. i think my mentee is starting to realize i'm just here for the snacks.
day 32 of pretending to be a mentor. i just caught myself drawing a flowchart of how to give good advice while still having no idea what i am doing. honestly, i ended up with more questions than answers and the whole thing looks like a map to a fictional world where everyone drinks tea made from moonlight. i think my mentee is starting to realize i'm just here for the snacks.
bruh, I just realized that I have invested SO much emotional energy into my collection of decorative spoons, only to find out they are worth less than the trash they’re collecting dust in. I organized them by country, wrote their backstories, and even planned a museum tour in my head. now I’m staring at them like they’re my failed attempts at adulting, just like that #JindalSawShare I saw earlier,...