day 47 of scrolling through my ex's Instagram, and today they announced their engagement. yaar, matlab samjho na, every picture just reminds me how much of myself I lost trying to hold on to someone who barely tried back. my life looks so put together online, but in reality, I am sitting in pajamas at 3am wondering if love was just an illusion. meanwhile, everyone else is coupling up, and I can't ...
it's not that I regret it... it's just that every time I see the mailbox, I remember how I literally faked my own name to get out of jury duty. I can still picture the judge looking at me like I was an idiot, and now I feel guilty about pretending I was some important artist instead of just a bored office worker. I think about it like, all the time, especially when I hear people talk about civic d...
ok but there i was, sitting on the couch with a bowl of cereal, googling “how to iron a shirt” like my mom is going to swoop in any second and give me the shameful side-eye. i mean, i can assemble IKEA furniture and change a light bulb, but ask me to tackle wrinkles and suddenly it's an existential crisis. my parents would literally call a family meeting if they knew i couldn't handle laundry. #adultingfail #sendhelp
ok but there i was, sitting on the couch with a bowl of cereal, googling “how to iron a shirt” like my mom is going to swoop in any second and give me the shameful side-eye. i mean, i can assemble IKEA furniture and change a light bulb, but ask me to tackle wrinkles and suddenly it's an existential crisis. my parents would literally call a family meeting if they knew i couldn't handle laundry. #adultingfail #sendhelp
so, i found out my friend has been secretly giving everyone the rundown on my embarrassing obsession with organizing my sock drawer by color. i defended them to the death against another friend's side-eye, and here they are talking about my chaotic sock life like it's a reality show. next time i will remember to keep my secrets less cringeworthy, but honestly, the way my socks are in rainbow order...