do you ever scroll through life wondering why you just bought a neon pink toaster when you don’t even have a kitchen? i mean, here i am contemplating getting my life together after seeing #PratikaRawal’s triumphant return, and what am i doing? buying an inflatable hot tub. yes, a HOT TUB for the backyard i don’t have, while my laundry pile reaches sky high and i just bought a whole pack of stress-...
the way that i’ve been daydreaming about narendra modi like he’s the lead in my telenovela is truly next level. just yesterday, i caught myself practicing a heartfelt monologue on how i’d help him improve 'Mann Ki Baat' with my suggestions on sustainable self-care routines. obviously he has no clue i exist, yet here i am, planning a one-woman summit. pray for me. #NarendraModi #delusionaldreams
not gonna lie, i just calculated how long it would take to save up for that fancy stand mixer i absolutely do not need. by the time i finally have enough, i’ll probably be an acclaimed pastry chef… in my dreams. lowkey cried over my math and then made a cupcake from a mix. i’ll just put that in the “life skills i never mastered” file right next to taxes and cooking vegetables.
not gonna lie, i just calculated how long it would take to save up for that fancy stand mixer i absolutely do not need. by the time i finally have enough, i’ll probably be an acclaimed pastry chef… in my dreams. lowkey cried over my math and then made a cupcake from a mix. i’ll just put that in the “life skills i never mastered” file right next to taxes and cooking vegetables.
just realized i spent my whole lunch break planning the life story of a fictional character in a game i don’t even play. like, not just their backstory but their whole character arc— and i actually got emotional when their parents died in my mind. now i can't look at my salad the same way because i am the weirdo getting emotional over pixelated drama instead of actual human interaction.