it’s not that i’m living paycheck to paycheck. it’s just that my credit card statement looks like a horror story, and my parents won’t ever understand. they showed up unannounced and acted shocked at my ‘creative’ decor choices, which is just my artfully arranged pile of bills and old pizza boxes. as they sipped on store brand coffee, i overheard them discussing my ‘great job’ and how proud they a...
not gonna lie, my camera roll is literally a crime scene. found a video of my uncle accidentally knocking over the entire dessert table during a family reunion, then zooming in on my cousin’s shocked face like a horror movie. it’s like i’m compiling evidence for a documentary about how we can’t function without chaos. meanwhile, i still haven't explained to my boss why my laptop wallpaper is my co...
it's not that... it's just that I used to love exploring new genres of music. now, I scroll through playlists like a ghost in my own life, missing the days when I had friends to share my discoveries with. lately, it's just me, drowning in nostalgia while hearing the same songs that remind me of them. I remember my last attempt to jam out by myself; my neighbors probably think I have an identity crisis or something, because it ended with me belting out sad lyrics to an empty room... sigh. #News #MusicMemories
it's not that... it's just that I used to love exploring new genres of music. now, I scroll through playlists like a ghost in my own life, missing the days when I had friends to share my discoveries with. lately, it's just me, drowning in nostalgia while hearing the same songs that remind me of them. I remember my last attempt to jam out by myself; my neighbors probably think I have an identity crisis or something, because it ended with me belting out sad lyrics to an empty room... sigh. #News #MusicMemories
bruh, saw the news about the explosion in islamabad and it made me think, last week my microwave gave up mid-reheating. i mean, like, seriously, even the universe is breaking down. how am i supposed to cook without it? stuck between a nuclear meltdown of anxiety about my kitchen skills and feeling like my life is exploding just like that mosque. yaar, matlab samjho na, life just feels like one gia...