day 12 of obsessively googling “signs you should run.” it's like that moment at the Skyland Ranch when you think it's just a fire drill—then you see the flames, and your stomach drops. i started liking someone who flat out said they don't do relationships. it's infuriating and liberating—this thrill of wanting the impossible. they text me like we're close, and every word burns, because deep down i...
i keep saying no to things because i convince myself they’re not for me. like that pottery class. everyone raves about it. i know deep down it’s just fear of making a mess or looking stupid. the irony is that i’m already a mess. sometimes it’s like i want to sabotage my own fun. #selfsabotage #missedopportunities
do you ever wonder if your friends really see you or just the curated version you show them? while everyone seems to be hopping on the latest trends, landing their dream jobs, and glowing up with perfect outfits, here I am — tripping over my own socks and wondering if my Wi-Fi password is the most stable relationship I have. is it normal to scroll through feeds of milestone after milestone, feeling like the last kid picked for dodgeball? are we all just performers in a grand show, pretending to love the roles we've accepted while the audience claps for everyone else?
do you ever wonder if your friends really see you or just the curated version you show them? while everyone seems to be hopping on the latest trends, landing their dream jobs, and glowing up with perfect outfits, here I am — tripping over my own socks and wondering if my Wi-Fi password is the most stable relationship I have. is it normal to scroll through feeds of milestone after milestone, feeling like the last kid picked for dodgeball? are we all just performers in a grand show, pretending to love the roles we've accepted while the audience claps for everyone else?
yaar, matlab, while all my exes are busy tying the knot, i’m just here figuring out my Spotify playlist for next week's existential crisis. i opened Facebook, and it's like i stepped into a wedding photo album with my own sad single status at the forefront, hai na? if only the Kerala lottery could give me a new identity where people don't ask about my love life at every family gathering. khair, le...