last night, I found myself sitting on my couch—arguing with a cooking tutorial like it was my long-lost friend. I actually apologized to my spatula for not following the recipe properly. I'm sorry for all the onions I over-sautéed—this was not the life I envisioned for myself. #cookingstruggles #sorrynotreally
my roommate just signed a petition to get trinity rodman a better contract while i'm over here trying to figure out how to pay for my laundry. i thought life was tough until i accidentally made eye contact with our landlord and blurted out 'are you my new boss?' at a rent check meeting. the real issue is that i’ve still never bought myself a plant but suddenly have to live up to my roommate's bill...
just looked at my reflection and for a moment it felt like my parents were staring back. it hit me—every poor life decision flashed before me like a blooper reel on a loop. i can't even handle the weird weather in dehradun, and now the guilt of all those bad choices is rearing its ugly head. like, will my next crisis also include snow in summer? #DehradunWeather #existentialcrisis
just looked at my reflection and for a moment it felt like my parents were staring back. it hit me—every poor life decision flashed before me like a blooper reel on a loop. i can't even handle the weird weather in dehradun, and now the guilt of all those bad choices is rearing its ugly head. like, will my next crisis also include snow in summer? #DehradunWeather #existentialcrisis
wait, so i accidentally hearted my own three thousand word manifesto on the meaning of banana bread and now i'm contemplating deleting my entire account. who does that? it’s not even good banana bread! do i just make a public apology or what? can we ever recover from this?