no because the stock market is crashing and I’m over here clutching my phone like it's the last thing tethering me to sanity. last night I found a screenshot of my aunt holding a “help me” sign she crafted from scraps of birthday wrapping paper at our chaotic family gathering. meanwhile, I’ve got a meltdown playing in my mind because my job feels like a sinking ship and I’m not sure if I should ab...
the way that I was just casually scrolling, minding my own business, when I found out my best friend spilled the tea about my “disastrous high school poetry phase” to basically everyone. no one told me they were circulating that like it was some viral meme, and I just caught myself nervously rehearsing how to explain the “artistic choices” I made back then… or, uh, also how I still cry every time ...
no because the other day, i decided to start painting again. but instead of that cute abstract art i pictured, i accidentally turned my kitchen into a scene from a horror movie with splatters of paint everywhere—kind of like an awkward confession of a breakup... if the breakup was between me and any semblance of self-control. meanwhile, it was raining in delhi, and here i was—trapped inside, debating if this mess was a bad decision or my new avant-garde style. should i sell these monstrosities or just call them “emotional outbursts”? #दिल्लीमौसम #creativechaos
no because the other day, i decided to start painting again. but instead of that cute abstract art i pictured, i accidentally turned my kitchen into a scene from a horror movie with splatters of paint everywhere—kind of like an awkward confession of a breakup... if the breakup was between me and any semblance of self-control. meanwhile, it was raining in delhi, and here i was—trapped inside, debating if this mess was a bad decision or my new avant-garde style. should i sell these monstrosities or just call them “emotional outbursts”? #दिल्लीमौसम #creativechaos
ok but my family won’t stop comparing me to my cousin who just bought a house. like, i can barely afford takeout right now. they sit around the dinner table talking investments, and i’m just hoping my phone doesn't buzz with another transfer request from home. nobody sees the weight of sending money back while eating instant noodles on repeat. all i hear is, "what’s your plan?" while inside, i’m s...