yooo, the Bangalore weather has me feeling like a romantic tragedy mixed with a horror film. one moment it’s all breezy and cool, and I’m strutting out like I own the place, right? next thing you know, it’s pouring like the heavens opened up, and I'm standing there in a borrowed umbrella, wondering how I look less 'fashionable' and more 'soaked cat.' bruh, why is life like this? all I wanted was...
bruh, so I was at this party and this random person handed me a homemade pie outta nowhere. Like, WHO DOES THAT? I panicked and in my defense, I thought it was some kinda hazing thing, so I just said "thank you" instead of eating it. They looked hurt. Now I'm imagining this person crying over their crust while I just stand there awkwardly like an internet meme about social anxiety. I mean, if tha...
no because when did i go from sharing inside jokes with friends to scrolling through endless contacts who wouldn't notice if i disappeared? the way that adult life turns connections into ghosts you remember fondly but can’t reach out to is a whole vibe. i thought counting the days until i could get a fresh start would feel hopeful, but honestly it just made me realize that being surrounded by people doesn’t mean you’ve got anyone to call when you're feeling low.
no because when did i go from sharing inside jokes with friends to scrolling through endless contacts who wouldn't notice if i disappeared? the way that adult life turns connections into ghosts you remember fondly but can’t reach out to is a whole vibe. i thought counting the days until i could get a fresh start would feel hopeful, but honestly it just made me realize that being surrounded by people doesn’t mean you’ve got anyone to call when you're feeling low.
yo, the other night i was checking out the preview for the spurs vs warriors game, and while everyone else was hyped about the matchups, i was just there staring at my empty fridge. i realized my big plans for the evening were to turn my last pack of instant noodles into a gourmet meal. meanwhile, friends think i'm balling, but in reality, i'm avoiding social invites because my “spare cash” is a d...