i changed everything about myself for someone who couldn't even handle my unseasoned chicken. like, i learned to fold my laundry in a way that would impress a minimalist and they still complained about my Netflix choices. now there's an avalanche of unresolved emotions, and here i am wondering if my true self is stuck under snow, waiting for a rescue. #Sonmarg #revengefantasies
i’m not even kidding, I bought a funeral outfit because you never know when life throws you a curveball. just last week, I planned the perfect “if I die at my desk from a heart attack” outfit. then the news about Govinda’s wife comes out. at least I have my dramatic get-up ready for the inevitable heart attack that’s coming when my rent is due and my paycheck hits 3 days late. #Govinda #DramaticLi...
have you ever built a life that felt more like a really boring sitcom plot than your own? I recently realized that every decision I've made is like an episode of my parents' dreams starring their favorite underachiever, me. I mean, I thought I wanted to be the tech guru battling against Elon's SpaceX empire, but all I really want is to eat cheese puffs and sob over reality shows. I don't know if I should become the hero of my own life or just embrace this pathetic side character role. but honestly, at least I’m wearing comfortable sweatpants. #ElonMusk #ExistentialCrisis
have you ever built a life that felt more like a really boring sitcom plot than your own? I recently realized that every decision I've made is like an episode of my parents' dreams starring their favorite underachiever, me. I mean, I thought I wanted to be the tech guru battling against Elon's SpaceX empire, but all I really want is to eat cheese puffs and sob over reality shows. I don't know if I should become the hero of my own life or just embrace this pathetic side character role. but honestly, at least I’m wearing comfortable sweatpants. #ElonMusk #ExistentialCrisis
wait, I just saw the news about Sonmarg and how an avalanche hit, which is terrifying. and I can’t help but think that the last time I panicked this much was when I liked a post from a stranger's vacation photos while deep stalking. like, did they even know that I was silently rooting for them? I just imagined their face, seeing my name and thinking, "who is this?" which feels a lot like being cau...