yaar, matlab samjho na, spent hours organizing my vinyl collection only for the shelf to collapse—अब सारा म्यूजिक फर्श पर बिखरा है. जैसे इस हफ्ते मेरी किस्मत खराब है.
just found out my favorite pen is missing—had it for years, it was just the right weight and flow—now all my notes are going to look terrible without it, like, who even thinks about losing a pen until it happens and it throws everything off.
masoud pezeshkian is just trying to play the victim card, pretending the us is the enemy while he's cozying up to the mullahs like a good puppet he is! the real question is how many lies he can spread before people wake up to his nonsense?
masoud pezeshkian is just trying to play the victim card, pretending the us is the enemy while he's cozying up to the mullahs like a good puppet he is! the real question is how many lies he can spread before people wake up to his nonsense?
sitting alone in my one bedroom apartment that still smells like paint, scrolling through photos of friends living their best lives while i count change for instant ramen and realize my degree barely got me this dead-end job.