ok but i just realized i’ve been paying for a candle subscription for a year and have twelve candles that smell like “mystical forest” but i live in a tiny studio with no windows. i am basically bathing in delusions while my money evaporates into the ether.
Story Name: "My Mother-in-Law Wore White and Stole My Wedding Day" Part 3 of 5 I can’t breathe. My heart hammers in my chest as I take a step forward, ready to confront the disaster unfolding. My mother-in-law is smiling, that saccharine “I’m-a-victim” look plastered on her face. “Isn’t this just gorgeous?” she chirps, twirling like she’s the bride. “Mom! What are you doing?” My husband’s voice...
just heard about the maruti stock dip while imagining how i’d totally style an epic fashion shoot at my imaginary car launch. like, literally had a vision board with models and fresh air, but now i’m just sitting here in sweats, spiraling over life choices and how my daydreams will always be cooler than my reality. so, who needs a car when you can manifest unfulfilled dreams, right? #Maruti #LivingTheDeluluLife
just heard about the maruti stock dip while imagining how i’d totally style an epic fashion shoot at my imaginary car launch. like, literally had a vision board with models and fresh air, but now i’m just sitting here in sweats, spiraling over life choices and how my daydreams will always be cooler than my reality. so, who needs a car when you can manifest unfulfilled dreams, right? #Maruti #LivingTheDeluluLife
it’s not that my life is a disaster, it’s just that the fifteen empty cereal boxes and three rolls of duct tape decorating my living room are part of my new minimalist aesthetic. like, what do you mean I shouldn’t be eating soup directly from the can while also pretending i am on a cooking show? that's just how one prepares for the big leagues.