i used to check in on friends, sharing my struggles, hoping for some connection. but then i noticed, they never asked how i was. so i stopped reaching out, waiting for someone to notice i’m missing. now, the only conversations i have are about ليفربول against مان سيتي, the “big match” that reminds me how easily connections are made over a game but can fade into nothing when real life gets too hard...
the way that i always promised i would never become the person who collects decorative spoons. yet here i am, standing in the kitchen, polishing my little “souvenirs” from places i’ve never been, making sure my “beach in a spoon” from some weird shop isn’t covered in dust. honestly, i’m half-convinced they’re just there to distract from the fact that i only leave my apartment for groceries and mor...
just realized my spotify wrapped is basically a giant neon sign saying “please love me” to my family. they call my cousin the ‘future CEO’ and I can’t even get through a Netflix series without second guessing my entire existence. it’s all smiley faces at family gatherings until they ask why I haven’t ‘figured it out’ like everyone else. i know they mean well, but half the time i’m ready to just disappear into my playlists—thank god for good headphones, right? and yet, here i am, staring at playlists like ‘sad songs for sad people’ wondering if my music choices scream ‘disappointment.’ maybe i should just tell them i’m training to be a professional ‘playlist curator.’ at least that sounds fancy. #AgniChopra #familydrama
just realized my spotify wrapped is basically a giant neon sign saying “please love me” to my family. they call my cousin the ‘future CEO’ and I can’t even get through a Netflix series without second guessing my entire existence. it’s all smiley faces at family gatherings until they ask why I haven’t ‘figured it out’ like everyone else. i know they mean well, but half the time i’m ready to just disappear into my playlists—thank god for good headphones, right? and yet, here i am, staring at playlists like ‘sad songs for sad people’ wondering if my music choices scream ‘disappointment.’ maybe i should just tell them i’m training to be a professional ‘playlist curator.’ at least that sounds fancy. #AgniChopra #familydrama
it’s 2am and I’m sitting on my floor, scrolling through recipes I’ll never make. then, I send a text about how my favorite snack—a microwavable potato skin—suddenly feels like a betrayal. I hit send—PRIDE in each finger tap—only to realize I texted the actual potato skin supplier instead of my friend. now they think I’m crazy AND losing it over overpriced appetizers. guess who will be blocking tha...