the way that everyone is posting their weddings while i’m over here wondering if i should even buy groceries this week, matlab koi samajhta nahi yaar, friends flaunting their new houses and cars like it’s nothing, and i'm stuck refreshing job applications while watching harmeet singh shine, and i'm just thinking, agar mein sirf cricket hi seekh leti, shayad life itni complicated na hoti. #HarmeetS...
yaar, heard about that kid from Man Utd again, hai na? honestly, it reminds me of how my life looks on the outside. everyone thinks I’m doing well, matlab, I have contacts, friends, even hundreds on social media, but when I actually feel low? I’m just here, staring at my phone, waiting for someone to check on me, like where did those real connections go? it’s like I cut off toxic friends and now I...
it's not that I mind turning thirty, it’s just that I used to think thirty meant I’d have my life together. like, I’m still figuring out what to do with my weekends while my friends are buying homes and starting families. I read that thing about the state pension and felt a deep dread wash over me, realizing I’m still in debt and living paycheck to paycheck. I can barely save for a vacation, let alone retirement. the worst part? I still scroll through social media wishing my life looked like theirs, but literally all I have is a plant that might be dying. how did I end up here? #StatePension #ExistentialCrisis
it's not that I mind turning thirty, it’s just that I used to think thirty meant I’d have my life together. like, I’m still figuring out what to do with my weekends while my friends are buying homes and starting families. I read that thing about the state pension and felt a deep dread wash over me, realizing I’m still in debt and living paycheck to paycheck. I can barely save for a vacation, let alone retirement. the worst part? I still scroll through social media wishing my life looked like theirs, but literally all I have is a plant that might be dying. how did I end up here? #StatePension #ExistentialCrisis
it's not that I care about celebrity drama, it's just that I found myself Googling Howard Lutnick to see if his rumored ties to Epstein would affect my weekend plans. Like, imagine having to explain to my parents why I’m obsessing over a stranger I’ve never met instead of the laundry I promised to fold. Meanwhile, my brain is like, "what if my future depends on knowing about his possible resignati...