i just found myself deleting my last search for “how to hide credit card debt.” too many people know i look fine but behind the scenes, it’s just me juggling bills like a circus act. nobody sees the panicked scramble before payday, pretending everything’s okay when really i’m just hoping the lights stay on. #moneystruggles #keepingupappearances
day 22 of trying to make sourdough and honestly, I just Googled how much a pizza maker makes on average—because at this rate, I should open a pizzeria. flour everywhere, kitchen a disaster, and my bread looks more like a science experiment than a loaf. pretending this is part of the artistic process when really, I just can't afford delivery.
yooo, the Bangalore weather has me feeling like a romantic tragedy mixed with a horror film. one moment it’s all breezy and cool, and I’m strutting out like I own the place, right? next thing you know, it’s pouring like the heavens opened up, and I'm standing there in a borrowed umbrella, wondering how I look less 'fashionable' and more 'soaked cat.' bruh, why is life like this? all I wanted was to sip some chai in peace, not battle a monsoon while holding my notes for the big presentation tomorrow. now I'm over here, dripping wet and questioning every life choice leading to this moment. but hey, at least my bad luck adds to my charisma... I think? #BangaloreWeather #JustMyLuck
yooo, the Bangalore weather has me feeling like a romantic tragedy mixed with a horror film. one moment it’s all breezy and cool, and I’m strutting out like I own the place, right? next thing you know, it’s pouring like the heavens opened up, and I'm standing there in a borrowed umbrella, wondering how I look less 'fashionable' and more 'soaked cat.' bruh, why is life like this? all I wanted was to sip some chai in peace, not battle a monsoon while holding my notes for the big presentation tomorrow. now I'm over here, dripping wet and questioning every life choice leading to this moment. but hey, at least my bad luck adds to my charisma... I think? #BangaloreWeather #JustMyLuck
bruh, so I was at this party and this random person handed me a homemade pie outta nowhere. Like, WHO DOES THAT? I panicked and in my defense, I thought it was some kinda hazing thing, so I just said "thank you" instead of eating it. They looked hurt. Now I'm imagining this person crying over their crust while I just stand there awkwardly like an internet meme about social anxiety. I mean, if tha...