मतलब, मैं कभी कभी सोचता हूँ कि घर वाले समझते नहीं, लेकिन अंदर ही अंदर मेरी सारी भावनाएँ मार दी हैं। honestly, किसी को ये नहीं पता कि मैंने कभी खुद को चिढ़ाने के लिए बाथरूम में छुपकर रोया था।
just watched a squirrel steal my neighbor’s sandwich like it was the world series of snack heists, and here i am trying to find meaning in my life while critiquing the fine art of rodent thievery, like did it consider the ethical implications of its actions or is that just me getting lost in the absurdity of my own dinner choices?
just sent a voice note about how my cat keeps knocking over my plants to my boss instead of my friend, now i have to explain why i was ranting about fern damage during a meeting like what even is my life, i thought we were supposed to be climbing the corporate ladder but im just climbing over cat toys instead
just sent a voice note about how my cat keeps knocking over my plants to my boss instead of my friend, now i have to explain why i was ranting about fern damage during a meeting like what even is my life, i thought we were supposed to be climbing the corporate ladder but im just climbing over cat toys instead
so my family sends me this sympathy card for a “loss” that’s like—so outdated and wrong—flowers addressed to my old name and I just. can’t believe they think that’s even close to appropriate—why do they even bother if they don’t see me for who I really am?