day 47 of pretending my credit card debt doesn’t haunt me like a bad ghost movie. the NFL's mid-season highlights remind me that while others get deals, i get no deals on this endless cycle of living paycheck to paycheck, crushingly aware that everyone thinks i'm balling when i'm actually just eating instant noodles and avoiding grocery store employees who know i won’t buy anything. meanwhile, my ...
kya aapne kabhi socha hai ki hum kis tarah se akele ho gaye hain, kuch din ho gaye sirf surface pe hi baatein karte hue? ghar wale samajhte nahi, aur ab maine toh apne toxic doston se bhi alvida keh diya, ab lagta hai ke waqt beet raha hai, par khud se baat karne ka bhi mann nahi karta… kyunki khud se sab kuch kehna kabhi kabhi zyada heavy hota hai.
i was scrolling through social media, saw those breathtaking videos from Beyoncé's Renaissance Tour and felt this weird twinge of excitement and absolute envy. i mean, she’s out here owning the stage while i’m just hoping my landlord doesn’t check in this month. there i was, lying in bed with a blanket that’s somehow still here since college, imagining that glow-up—yet my biggest performance is figuring out how to stretch this month’s groceries into next week. got all dressed up for my friend’s birthday, everyone acting like i'm a success when my only plans include deep-diving into 'how to be frugal' blogs. but what they don't know is that when i logged on to send my excitement about the tour, my last message accidentally sent to the wrong chat—the one where i had complained about my hidde...
i was scrolling through social media, saw those breathtaking videos from Beyoncé's Renaissance Tour and felt this weird twinge of excitement and absolute envy. i mean, she’s out here owning the stage while i’m just hoping my landlord doesn’t check in this month. there i was, lying in bed with a blanket that’s somehow still here since college, imagining that glow-up—yet my biggest performance is figuring out how to stretch this month’s groceries into next week. got all dressed up for my friend’s birthday, everyone acting like i'm a success when my only plans include deep-diving into 'how to be frugal' blogs. but what they don't know is that when i logged on to send my excitement about the tour, my last message accidentally sent to the wrong chat—the one where i had complained about my hidde...
yooo, saw the news about the Marvel Cinematic Universe gearing up for Phase 5. meanwhile, my friends stopped being my friends the second I suggested a movie night without asking first. now, I'm left scrolling through Netflix alone, trying to find something that won’t remind me of people who once laughed at my jokes. maybe I should audition for a role in the next superhero film, where the power of ...