yooo, just realized i literally developed an entire FANTASY FOOTBALL team for my imaginary pet hamster, complete with personalized jerseys and a heartfelt backstory about his rise to glory, while somehow ignoring the fact that i have actual responsibilities piling up like my laundry. #priorities #realisticexpectations
it is 2 AM and I am lying awake thinking about how I unsent that message to my crush. they saw it before I could take it back. why did I even send "I think Hindalco share price is rising?" I literally thought it was a flirty comment. now I am convinced they think I’m insane, trapped in my own weird stock market obsession. what if they start avoiding me in class? do I really have to pretend I am no...
day 14 of stalking my ex’s dmart shopping habits online, and somehow it hurts more than my portfolio losing value. honestly, how can a share price drop affect me this much when i just calculated my dinner cost in dmart snacks again? isn't it weird that i feel the weight of stocks falling when i can't even keep my own emotional investments from crashing? caught myself planning our future together in aisle four, while people thought i was just looking at olive oil. now i can’t tell if it’s the stock market or my heart that's in a recession. #DmartSharePrice #ExProblems
day 14 of stalking my ex’s dmart shopping habits online, and somehow it hurts more than my portfolio losing value. honestly, how can a share price drop affect me this much when i just calculated my dinner cost in dmart snacks again? isn't it weird that i feel the weight of stocks falling when i can't even keep my own emotional investments from crashing? caught myself planning our future together in aisle four, while people thought i was just looking at olive oil. now i can’t tell if it’s the stock market or my heart that's in a recession. #DmartSharePrice #ExProblems
Story Name: "My Husband's PI Became My Secret Lover" Part 4 of 6 I can't breathe. My mind scrambles as I reread the note: "I know about Ethan. And I know you do too." Who sent this? My fingers tremble, the paper crumpling under the pressure. My heart races. What if it was someone from my life? Someone close? The walls feel like they’re closing in, and I’m drowning in fear. I hear the faint so...