ok but imagine defending your buddy who claims he "totally gets" the underground basket weaving scene—like, we are all about supporting each other in this niche community—only to find out he’s been sewing insults into the very tapestries he promised to champion behind your back, and now you're standing there, looking at your sad collection of woven flowers and wondering if you’re just too damn goo...
last night I sat on my bed, scrolling through bank statements—one minute I'm a vibrant vision board creator, the next I'm piecing together a life that just doesn't pay off. the crazy thing? I still post cute photos like I'm thriving—meanwhile, I haven’t eaten anything other than instant noodles for a week. the façade is strong, but my stomach is growling louder than my ambitions. all I can think i...
literally saw this video of a classmate's lavish wedding. yaar, fifty lakhs spent like it's nothing. here I am, saving fifty thousand, feeling like I've lost the plot. honestly, it hits hard seeing everyone move on, while I scroll through my contact list and realize I have hundreds of acquaintances, but nobody to actually call when I'm low. cutting off toxic friends was supposed to feel freeing, but it turns out loneliness has its own grip. just the isolation of adult life, right? sometimes I wish I could relive those days when connection was easier. #TomBanton #lostconnections
literally saw this video of a classmate's lavish wedding. yaar, fifty lakhs spent like it's nothing. here I am, saving fifty thousand, feeling like I've lost the plot. honestly, it hits hard seeing everyone move on, while I scroll through my contact list and realize I have hundreds of acquaintances, but nobody to actually call when I'm low. cutting off toxic friends was supposed to feel freeing, but it turns out loneliness has its own grip. just the isolation of adult life, right? sometimes I wish I could relive those days when connection was easier. #TomBanton #lostconnections
the way that michael ball drops a new single and i decide it’s the perfect excuse to splurge on something ridiculous. you know, just to treat myself for surviving another week. but then that credit card bill lands and suddenly my heart drops like when you realize the plot twist in a bad rom-com. I swear, I was just vibing to ‘Vintage,’ feeling like a queen, but now I’m having imaginary arguments w...