day 47 of going back to them. it’s 3am and my phone buzzes—always the same promises, always the same excuses. everyone keeps telling me to leave, to cut the toxicity, but the silence is so LOUD when they're gone. they know I am weak. they know it—like the spinning ball in a match, always coming back around. how did it get to this? why can’t I just walk away? I thought about it all day while watchi...
i sit in my room crafting intricate stories where money falls from the sky, thinking maybe if i close my eyes tight enough and believe hard enough, it will just manifest. friends see me smiling and laughing, totally oblivious to the overdue bills hiding in my drawer like little secrets, while i keep telling myself that one day, someone will magically just give me a chance, and everything will chan...
i literally did the math on how much i spend on things that don’t even make me happy, and honestly, it’s a crime against my own joy. like, who knew that fifty bucks for takeout every week and endless subscriptions to stuff i never use adds up to, like, a small fortune? it’s wild to think i could be investing that cash into things that actually spark joy, but instead, here i am, drowning in instant noodles and mediocre entertainment. the real tragedy is that my biggest purchase is literally my mediocre happiness. #adultingishard #selfcarebutmakeitcheap
i literally did the math on how much i spend on things that don’t even make me happy, and honestly, it’s a crime against my own joy. like, who knew that fifty bucks for takeout every week and endless subscriptions to stuff i never use adds up to, like, a small fortune? it’s wild to think i could be investing that cash into things that actually spark joy, but instead, here i am, drowning in instant noodles and mediocre entertainment. the real tragedy is that my biggest purchase is literally my mediocre happiness. #adultingishard #selfcarebutmakeitcheap
yooo, kya scene hai! jab se suna Kian Moulton ke baare mein, mere dimaag mein ek hi thought chha gaya - yeh duniya kitni bechain hai. waise toh main zindagi ki choti-choti takleefein leke sad rahta hoon, jaise mera aloo ka paratha kyun nahi ban raha, but yaar, ab toh lage jaise yeh life mein jab kabhi kuch na chale, koi mujhe pata hi nahi. padhai ki thakan, chudi wala dost bhi kuch nahi samjhta. k...