the way that everyone is talking about the club américa vs monterrey match, and here i am realizing that literally my love life is a never-ending losing streak. like, i just spent three hours practicing comebacks for the next time someone insults me, but when that actual moment came, i just stood there, mouth agape like an idiot, nodding awkwardly. meanwhile, everyone else is out there strategizin...
it's not that i don’t want to talk about my job, bhai, it's just... i got laid off last month and haven't told a soul. rishtedaar asking me every week, "job ka kya?" matlab, i’m just here planning a triumphant return like rahmanullah gurbaz after this PSL drama. meanwhile, i can’t even afford to order in. like, if they only knew i haven't been able to afford a first date in forever, they'd laugh a...
it's not that i think my accidental heart is the universe telling me to embrace self-love or anything... but here i am, spiraling. literally, it feels like i hearted my own failure in front of my coworkers. while everyone is celebrating some soccer match like "yay, look at them score," i'm stuck at this job where my biggest achievement was refilling the paper in the copier... for the third time. can’t help but think i should’ve just moved to Anoeta instead of staying here, a lost dreamer watching my plans fall flat. but hey, maybe this heart is just me... rooting for my own sad little team of one. #RealSociedadVsElche #ExistentialCrisis
it's not that i think my accidental heart is the universe telling me to embrace self-love or anything... but here i am, spiraling. literally, it feels like i hearted my own failure in front of my coworkers. while everyone is celebrating some soccer match like "yay, look at them score," i'm stuck at this job where my biggest achievement was refilling the paper in the copier... for the third time. can’t help but think i should’ve just moved to Anoeta instead of staying here, a lost dreamer watching my plans fall flat. but hey, maybe this heart is just me... rooting for my own sad little team of one. #RealSociedadVsElche #ExistentialCrisis
bruh, i can't stop imagining how they would respond if i texted them a seven-page essay about why my cat is secretly an interdimensional traveler, like what if that totally won them over? meanwhile, they’re probably just scrolling through their feed, completely unbothered. it's wild how my brain has decided this scenario is more plausible than my actual reality. lmao, every time i reimagine that t...