wait, saw that wedding video of my classmate where their family threw half a crore on a party while my parents ask me why i can't find a nice person to settle down with, as if they don't realize i can barely settle down on a budget for my next meal; somehow their love for me feels like a desperate attempt to remind me how i just don't measure up, yaar, matlab samjho na, आजकल प्यार नहीं मिलता और हर...
it’s not that i’m jealous of everyone’s posts about new houses or cars. it’s just that when i saw the traffic updates on the m25, it felt like my life reflected that chaos. every time i look around, people are zooming ahead, and here i am stuck in this never-ending jam of uncertainty. sometimes i wonder if i should just start running towards whatever’s next, but then i trip over my own feelings. i...
not gonna lie, sometimes I scroll through thrift store racks just to remind myself that there are people who dress better than I do while I secretly hope my outfit makes them jealous. lowkey, it feels like the only time I can say, "look at me, I could be an influencer too!" while I’m secretly worried the next meal will be cereal because I can’t remember the last time I saw my bank account not cry. like, am I thriving in this little world of low-cost glam or just pretending while my credit card bill waits like an ominous note on the fridge?
not gonna lie, sometimes I scroll through thrift store racks just to remind myself that there are people who dress better than I do while I secretly hope my outfit makes them jealous. lowkey, it feels like the only time I can say, "look at me, I could be an influencer too!" while I’m secretly worried the next meal will be cereal because I can’t remember the last time I saw my bank account not cry. like, am I thriving in this little world of low-cost glam or just pretending while my credit card bill waits like an ominous note on the fridge?
i just found out the PSL auction is happening soon. meanwhile, my only auction experience was last week when I put my soul up for bidding at work. got zero offers. now my colleagues just look at me like i’m the spare change nobody wants. seriously, i should’ve just sold my old laptop instead. no regrets though, at least it didn't take three days for someone to reply. imagine waiting on a guy to te...