just realized my aunt, who I barely know, decided to spread the juiciest rumors about me at a wedding I wasn’t even at. like, is this a full-time job for her or what? it’s like I’m the main character in a drama nobody cast me in. achha, at this point, I could announce I’m joining Usman Tariq's fan club just to get attention for something better. but, matlab, who even knows what that guy is up to a...
ever find yourself in a spiraling mess of late-night thoughts and you accidentally “heart” your own message? i did that after pouring my soul into this ramble about stadium merdeka and how it felt like life was happening without me, while my own dreams lay gathering dust. turns out, that little heart has become the embodiment of my loneliness, like an echo in an empty room, and now i’m left wonder...
literally thought I was doing the right thing by setting boundaries, ab pata chala ki main hi "family destroyer" ban gayi. achha, sab kehte hain "you should stand up for yourself," lekin phir jab kar leti hoon, log mooh pher lete hain jaise sab kuch karke bhi mujhe mila kya? as I scroll through the news about Aryna Sabalenka battling it out in the finals, I'm like yaar, even she fights for a title, while I'm just trying to fight for my own space and dignity, it’s wild. matlab, sab kuch kuch bhi nahi hai compared to the drama happening in my own life... what is even the point of this? #ArynaSabalenka #FamilyDrama
literally thought I was doing the right thing by setting boundaries, ab pata chala ki main hi "family destroyer" ban gayi. achha, sab kehte hain "you should stand up for yourself," lekin phir jab kar leti hoon, log mooh pher lete hain jaise sab kuch karke bhi mujhe mila kya? as I scroll through the news about Aryna Sabalenka battling it out in the finals, I'm like yaar, even she fights for a title, while I'm just trying to fight for my own space and dignity, it’s wild. matlab, sab kuch kuch bhi nahi hai compared to the drama happening in my own life... what is even the point of this? #ArynaSabalenka #FamilyDrama
the way that Hasan getting banned on Twitch reminds me of when I got “promoted” to office coffee monitor—no pay bump, just more pressure to brew a perfect cup while I was still showing up late with stale donuts. it was literally like getting my life downgraded to decaf. and just like Hasan’s controversial streams, the last time I tried to make a bold move with my brewing skills, I accidentally mad...