wait, so I’m sitting here staring at a half-empty carton of expired almond milk—like what kind of self-respecting adult buys almond milk without checking the date—and my landlord is texting me about that rent while I’m wondering if I can take a nap long enough to wake up with a newfound skill in balloon animal making or something, so I could just start a party entertainment business that lasts exa...
so, with this UGC Kya Hai kaanun drama happening, I had an actual argument with my shampoo bottle about how I literally went into the 'practical' career path instead of chasing dreams. like, while I was shampooing my hair, I thought, "what if I'd become a poet instead of this nine-to-five misery?" then I realized I don't even like words that much. the weird thing is, my friends all keep sending me...
yooo, just heard Chris Pratt got called out for being an a--hole on the set of “Moneyball,” and I realized my whole life feels like one big audition where I keep forgetting my lines... so, here I am in my living room, practicing my dramatic exit speech for a relationship that doesn’t exist. like, if my crush doesn’t notice me after six months of creating entirely too many scenarios in my head, am I really doing this right? it’s like I’m still in rehearsal while they’re winning awards, and I just keep rethinking every single moment we “could” have had, ugh. #Moneyball #AwkwardAffair
yooo, just heard Chris Pratt got called out for being an a--hole on the set of “Moneyball,” and I realized my whole life feels like one big audition where I keep forgetting my lines... so, here I am in my living room, practicing my dramatic exit speech for a relationship that doesn’t exist. like, if my crush doesn’t notice me after six months of creating entirely too many scenarios in my head, am I really doing this right? it’s like I’m still in rehearsal while they’re winning awards, and I just keep rethinking every single moment we “could” have had, ugh. #Moneyball #AwkwardAffair
i tried following the "trust the process" mantra when I decided to teach my fish how to play fetch. i mean, everyone said it would be rewarding—like becoming a fish whisperer or something. three months later, the fish is still just staring at me like I’m some sort of lunatic. now, the process just feels like I’m an aspiring pet trainer who's definitely made my living room the stage for a very nich...