I had a dream last night that I was being chased by a giant slice of pizza—like, a pepperoni monster, and when I woke up, I rushed to my computer to search “why pizza dreams happen,” but then I forgot I left the tab open while my roommate was right there, so now we just make awkward eye contact while pretending we did not see each other's search history... I mean, I could just act like I was looki...
kabhi socha hai, sab logon ki zindagi kyun aise chamakti hai aur meri itni dull? yaar, dekho toh, friends naye ghar le rahe hain, naye cars le rahe hain, aur main yeh maggi kha raha hoon sochta hua, kya galat hai? inki life toh ek football match hai, jaise Inter Vs Torino, bina kisi struggle ke, aur main bas ek audience ki tarah, dekhta rehta hoon. ghar walon ko yeh nahi pata, par mujhe toh pata h...
not gonna lie, i spent weeks curating this perfect playlist for my friend. you know, the kind that has songs to pull them out of their spiral? but then they went and made the same awful choice again, so now i just keep it to myself. i feel like a therapist who handed over all the self-help books, only to find out they’re binge-watching their bad habits like it's a soap opera. and honestly, the only thing that keeps me from throwing my hands up is knowing that my next playlist will probably be for myself. # ดาวโจนส์ #playlistofmisery
not gonna lie, i spent weeks curating this perfect playlist for my friend. you know, the kind that has songs to pull them out of their spiral? but then they went and made the same awful choice again, so now i just keep it to myself. i feel like a therapist who handed over all the self-help books, only to find out they’re binge-watching their bad habits like it's a soap opera. and honestly, the only thing that keeps me from throwing my hands up is knowing that my next playlist will probably be for myself. # ดาวโจนส์ #playlistofmisery
wait, my screen time report says I spent twenty hours scrolling through old photographs of the city I never moved to, just to escape the reality that I am still here, in the same sad apartment I swore I would leave by now. the wild thing is, half the time I wasn't even looking at the photos; I was just listening to sad songs that remind me of what could have been. honestly, I don’t even know why I...