last night, i realized i completely forgot to apply for the family reunion talent show—yeah, you heard that right. how does one explain to parents who still ask why i don’t juggle flaming swords like my cousin, that some of us are just trying to figure out how to be *normal* in a sea of circus acts? when did “are you dating anyone?” turn into an interrogation worthy of a true crime documentary? #f...
دیکھو، جب راشد خان نے کہا کہ 'میری وکٹیں کبھی نہیں گنی'، مجھے لگا کہ میں بھی کبھی کبھی اپنے خوابوں کو بھول جاتی ہوں۔ دوست شادی کر رہے ہیں، اور میں نے پہلے ہی میری آخری پانچ پہلی تاریخوں کے بجائے فاسٹ فوڈ کی سٹیپلیکٹ کھائی ہے۔ کبھی سوچا کہ کیا لوگ یہ سوچتے ہیں کہ میں بھی خوش ہوں؟ میری چیزیں چھپے ہوئے قرض میں دفن ہیں، اور میں ہر صبح کام پر ان چمکتے ہوئے کپڑوں میں جیتے جا رہی ہوں۔ لگتا ہے ہر کسی کو ا...
wait, I just did the math and realized I've spent thousands on scented candles and cozy blankets—because I thought they would create a “mood,” and here I am, an awkward hermit who lights them for my cats instead. it's fine though, they appreciate my expensive taste, even if I’m still watching reruns of terrible reality TV alone—while clutching my lavender-infused pillow like it’s my emotional support animal.
wait, I just did the math and realized I've spent thousands on scented candles and cozy blankets—because I thought they would create a “mood,” and here I am, an awkward hermit who lights them for my cats instead. it's fine though, they appreciate my expensive taste, even if I’m still watching reruns of terrible reality TV alone—while clutching my lavender-infused pillow like it’s my emotional support animal.
last night I decided to buy a new gaming console because why not? the thrill of upgrading from that ancient relic was too good to resist—until the credit card bill showed up like an ex you thought you could ghost. I’m standing there, staring at the number like it’s an impossible math problem, realizing I might have to sell my kidney just to cover it—when suddenly my cat strolls in, looking judgmen...