i was talking about the unpredictability of L&T’s share price at work—my colleagues had no idea i was also venting about my unpredictable life choices. so there i was, composing a dramatic text about my latest meltdown, only to hit SEND—directly to my boss. does he know i’m hiding in the restroom waiting for a heart attack? what happens when he replies—does he lecture me on my life decisions or do...
it’s not that i’m tired, it’s just that my bills are the size of my anxiety. i opened my statement today and half of my paycheck just VANISHED—poof, like my motivation to adult. so i googled "why is everything so expensive" and ended up worrying about the share price of companies like they hold the secrets to my happiness. guess who’s now obsessively refreshing stock market apps instead of looking...
bruh, I turned down this art exhibit opportunity, thinking it was just a “meh” chance. Next thing I know, my neighbor lands the spot and their painting of a cat in a top hat is everywhere. like, that’s my idea, my soul! I hope their cat accidentally knocks over every award they win.
bruh, I turned down this art exhibit opportunity, thinking it was just a “meh” chance. Next thing I know, my neighbor lands the spot and their painting of a cat in a top hat is everywhere. like, that’s my idea, my soul! I hope their cat accidentally knocks over every award they win.
yooo, just saw the news about Framber Valdez and felt a chill. my life feels just as uncertain. like, i finally set a boundary with my family and suddenly i’m the villain who 'can’t see the big picture'—but hey, that picture’s filled with their drama, not mine. they’re all drafting rosters of guilt like it’s baseball season. if only a new team could sign me for some peace and quiet, like, honest...