turning 40 alone in my studio eating takeout on the floor while my friends cancelled was honestly the highlight of my year, who knew a greasy box could hold more depth than my social life, like at what point do i just start sending out invitations to my own pity party, or...
yaar, literally today while cleaning I found a stack of old clothes that reminded me of when I used to work in that one family's house and honestly no one understands the stuff I did for them, घर वाले समझते नहीं.
i was sure i was going to bomb that presentation, i had rehearsed for days and even had a million worst-case scenarios in my head, but somehow i ended up getting the promotion instead and i still can't believe they liked it, it feels unreal.
i was sure i was going to bomb that presentation, i had rehearsed for days and even had a million worst-case scenarios in my head, but somehow i ended up getting the promotion instead and i still can't believe they liked it, it feels unreal.
dynamo dresden fans turned the stadium into a war zone, stealing hertha bsc's flag like a bunch of petty thugs, and now they think they're tough? keep dreaming, the only thing hot was the pyro show, not their courage!