wait. just the other day, I was watching that drama "Meri Zindagi Hai Tu," and suddenly it hit me. I spent the last week imagining the life I would build with someone who doesn't know I exist. we would have these deep conversations about dreams and fears, while I actually haven’t even had a full conversation with my own therapist about my questionable choices. I had it all planned out, and now I’m...
it’s 3 am and I just watched an hour-long documentary about the life of a British sandwich artist. now I am invested in his journey like we are soulmates, but he has no idea I exist. I cried when he made his thousandth sandwich and shouted at the screen for his mom to be proud. she probably has no clue either. #lonelyfans #whatsmylife
not gonna lie, I spent three weeks meticulously organizing my fantasy football league. I drafted players, designed a trophy, and made a whole spreadsheet. fast forward to last Sunday, I didn’t even remember to set my lineup. my team lost to the guy who literally picked players based on their hairstyles. now I'm left here, cringing and wondering if it’s too late to take up knitting or something.
not gonna lie, I spent three weeks meticulously organizing my fantasy football league. I drafted players, designed a trophy, and made a whole spreadsheet. fast forward to last Sunday, I didn’t even remember to set my lineup. my team lost to the guy who literally picked players based on their hairstyles. now I'm left here, cringing and wondering if it’s too late to take up knitting or something.
so there I was, in the middle of aisle seven, staring at a three-foot inflatable garden gnome that was seventy-five percent off. I mean, what else was I supposed to do—let it just sit there and waste away? like, imagine the gnome living in my yard— I could tell my neighbors I’m starting a gnome sanctuary... or is that too much? wait, I have no garden— I live in a one-bedroom apartment with a windo...