it’s day 23 of my newfound passion after quitting my stable job. meanwhile, I just watched the trailer for "Mardaani 3" and literally felt a visceral need to take down mafia queens. but I can’t even take down my pile of unpaid bills. like, Rani Mukerji is chasing human traffickers while I’m just here obsessively refreshing job listings and imagining the comfort of a paycheck. if I keep dreaming ab...
just found out my friend group literally picked sides like it was a sports draft or something. i'm sitting here with a playlist for imaginary arguments in my head, thinking i'm Team Peacekeeper, but apparently, i'm just Team Left Out. one minute, everyone is casually choosing sides over a brunch i wasn’t even invited to, and now i'm Googling how to make friends with people who aren’t team ‘not me....
not gonna lie, when I saw that Mohammad Rizwan retired during that match, I couldn’t help but remember that one time I had to give up on my lifelong dream of being a karaoke star after the mic got unplugged mid-performance. it felt like a public execution of my soul. i just stood there, singing to no one, like my childhood best friend pretending I didn’t exist in the crowd. it still haunts me that i practiced that medley for weeks. honestly, if the whole world can forget you exist like that, is it even possible to really shine? #MohammadRizwan #KaraokeIsDead
not gonna lie, when I saw that Mohammad Rizwan retired during that match, I couldn’t help but remember that one time I had to give up on my lifelong dream of being a karaoke star after the mic got unplugged mid-performance. it felt like a public execution of my soul. i just stood there, singing to no one, like my childhood best friend pretending I didn’t exist in the crowd. it still haunts me that i practiced that medley for weeks. honestly, if the whole world can forget you exist like that, is it even possible to really shine? #MohammadRizwan #KaraokeIsDead
day 32 of watching a documentary series about 18th century embroidery, and now i can’t help but envision the backstory of the skilled artisans. like, what were their dreams? did they secretly hate the floral patterns they had to create for that rich family? is it weird that i’m mad at the museum curators for not showcasing the struggles behind each piece? honestly, at this point, i’m planning an i...