i keep thinking about the days when just sitting on a curb with someone felt like enough. now i have a hundred numbers but no one i can spill my soul to. the only company i have is this glowing screen, and even it seems to tease me with silence. adulthood is supposed to be freeing, but instead, i feel like a ghost haunting my own life.
it's not that i can't pay my bills, it's just that i strategically ignore some of them until the last minute... like, can anyone else pull off the art of feigned calmness while internally spiraling over whether a hidden debt will appear like an ex at a party? last week i wore a smile while browsing online, but really, the weight of impending payments loomed over me—kind of like that one friend who...
yooo, so my toxic coworker got promoted and now they are MY boss. picture this: i’m in a meeting, trying to sound all professional, and i accidentally call them “the supreme overlord” instead of their name. like, who even says that? now every time they walk by, i panic and call them “Your Highness” in my head. they just smile like it’s a compliment. should i start wearing a cape to work, or what?
yooo, so my toxic coworker got promoted and now they are MY boss. picture this: i’m in a meeting, trying to sound all professional, and i accidentally call them “the supreme overlord” instead of their name. like, who even says that? now every time they walk by, i panic and call them “Your Highness” in my head. they just smile like it’s a compliment. should i start wearing a cape to work, or what?
wait, so donald trump calls that trade deal 'historic'? meanwhile, i'm here watching my cousin post from some fancy café abroad, and i'm just hoping my phone doesn’t die before i can make dinner. like, are we living in the same world? everyone seems to be thriving while i’m just trying to figure out how to afford basic meals. yaar, matlab samjho na, feeling left behind sucks, especially when you'r...