literally spent the last week daydreaming about a dance class I turned down because I convinced myself I couldn't afford it. honestly, watched a random person post their first recital video online. now I’m here, living with my regrets and considering starting a flash mob in my living room, just to get my groove back. the music hits differently when your best moves are just in your imagination, huh...
today i realized my taste in music is more refined than the lives of everyone around me. my friends are out buying houses and taking trips while i sit in my one-bedroom apartment, harmonizing with the same sad song on repeat. clearly, the world just isn’t ready for my talent yet, right? guess i'll stick to my backyard concerts where the audience is just my reflection. #notbitter #livingmybestlife
literally every family gathering turns into an interrogation about my love life, and while my cousins flaunt their partners, I sit there like a forgotten ornament—while my parents act like they don’t see me crumbling under the weight of expectations—like am I supposed to magically find a soulmate between servings of biryani and gossip? #TodayWhatDay #LovePressure
literally every family gathering turns into an interrogation about my love life, and while my cousins flaunt their partners, I sit there like a forgotten ornament—while my parents act like they don’t see me crumbling under the weight of expectations—like am I supposed to magically find a soulmate between servings of biryani and gossip? #TodayWhatDay #LovePressure
i just thought i was going to manifest my dream life, you know? kept telling myself the universe would drop a million-dollar opportunity right in my lap. but here i am, still convincing my friends that coffee at home tastes better than overpriced lattes while scrolling through everyone else’s success on social media. funny thing is, i accidentally sent a message about my “secret plan” for financia...