the way that my ex just got engaged and suddenly my life's felt like a never-ending HDFC Bank share performance — stagnant and slipping, bhai. I’m sitting here scrolling through the post, pretending to smile, while internally I'm like “this isn’t fair yaar!” matlab, if I had a nickel for every time someone thought I was over them, I'd still have nothing in my savings because let's be real, life is...
the way that news about the tasmania vs new south wales match made me feel is unreal. yaar, jab dekha toh laga sabko apne life ka match jeetne aaya hai aur main abhi bhi bas bench pe baithe hu. i scroll through everyone’s victory posts, houses, and 'making it' moments, while my biggest achievement today was figuring out how to make instant noodles. घर वाले समझते नहीं ki kisi ki success dekhna kitn...
it's 2am and my brain is still looping the breakup, yaar. saw someone post about Tasmania vs New South Wales and suddenly remembered how my life feels like a game of cricket, but every time I bowl, it's always a no-ball. matlab, here I am, watching people settle down while I can't even settle my emotions. every time I scroll through my friends' lives, I feel like I'm stuck in the bleachers, rooting for a game I’m not even playing in. and here I thought heartbreak would make me stronger, but all it did was make me tired of trying to even make a team. #TasmaniaVsNewSouthWales #relationshipdrama
it's 2am and my brain is still looping the breakup, yaar. saw someone post about Tasmania vs New South Wales and suddenly remembered how my life feels like a game of cricket, but every time I bowl, it's always a no-ball. matlab, here I am, watching people settle down while I can't even settle my emotions. every time I scroll through my friends' lives, I feel like I'm stuck in the bleachers, rooting for a game I’m not even playing in. and here I thought heartbreak would make me stronger, but all it did was make me tired of trying to even make a team. #TasmaniaVsNewSouthWales #relationshipdrama
it's not that I ghosted him, it's just... I realized I could spend my night trying to explain why I was emotionally drained or binge-watching videos about the Barkley Marathon for *literal* hours while eating popcorn and regretting all my life choices. the marathon runners are out there facing the elements and here I am, stuck in my bed deciding whether to order food or actually get up to microwav...