no, because you know what it feels like? being totally broke while everyone thinks you have it all together. my parents showed up unannounced and saw my living room, which looks like an art exhibit titled "stuff I can't afford to get rid of." they don’t realize that behind the Instagram smiles, I'm dodging collection calls like I’m in a game of dodgeball. how do I explain that my life is like one ...
wait, can we talk about the fact that when they said “Andhra vs Bengal” my mind drifted to that argument I had last week? I mean, I kept replaying what I SHOULD have said instead of standing there like an idiot. I have this phone full of contacts but can’t call anyone to talk about feeling this isolated in my thirties. you think I'd be at a party surrounded by friends, but really I’m just a specta...
ok but, yaar, I swear I got emotional watching Haider Ali play like a boss while I’m here still figuring out if I should wash my hair or leave it dirty for another day; like imagine him selling mangoes and now I'm just selling my dreams for ‘stability’. I mean, where's my dramatic glow-up? why is no one cheering for me? should I also start wearing cool bowling shoes? #HaiderAli #existentialcrisis
ok but, yaar, I swear I got emotional watching Haider Ali play like a boss while I’m here still figuring out if I should wash my hair or leave it dirty for another day; like imagine him selling mangoes and now I'm just selling my dreams for ‘stability’. I mean, where's my dramatic glow-up? why is no one cheering for me? should I also start wearing cool bowling shoes? #HaiderAli #existentialcrisis
i know i shouldn't have checked their social media again, but here i am, in the middle of trying to figure out my own life while obsessively refreshing the standings for the Namibia national cricket team vs Netherlands national cricket team. it's like a match i don't even care about, but i'm pretending that this tiny piece of drama is way more exciting than the fact that i’m drowning in unanswered...