honestly, i just overheard my coworker claiming my project in the meeting, with such confidence that i forgot i even existed. now i feel like that one sock that gets stuck in the dryer - all alone and frayed while my masterpiece gets treated like it’s their own. what’s next, are they going to ask for my social security number to take credit for my entire life? #SeemaAnand #CorporateDrama
it's not that i live like a raccoon. it's just that my laundry has officially become a modern art installation. when my parents showed up unannounced, they stepped into a mix of clean clothes forming a fort and half-eaten snacks taking a stand. i'm not saying they looked horrified, but they probably wondered if they should stage an intervention or call a wildlife expert. #artisticchaos #parentalbe...
literally just found out my friends think I talk to my houseplants to calm myself down—like, excuse me, I only do it during existential crises and that doesn't count, right?
literally just found out my friends think I talk to my houseplants to calm myself down—like, excuse me, I only do it during existential crises and that doesn't count, right?
ok but I just realized my 'best friend' only texts me when they need me to help them pick up their car from the shop. like, I swear they think I am some kind of emotional roadside assistance. meanwhile, I'm sitting here planning a watch party for *the raja saab* as if it’s a social event of the century while contemplating my life choices—like, do I even want to watch a movie about heroism when my ...