Thank You For Following Me I Have Nothing To Offer

thank you for following me I have nothing to offer

bhai sab badiya toh tha ikdam se crippling self esteem ne hit kyu kar diya

"yaar dost ho na ho, hum hamesha rahenge" toh ghar vaale bhi bolte hain, aur "ghar waale kaise bhi ho, hum hamesha rahenge" toh dost bhi bolte hain, but bc time aane pe rehta koi nahi h.

kaam toh 3 am pe bathroom mein crying session hii aata h na.

So i clicked on this random file on my laptop accidentally, and it says "You don't have permission to view this file."

And I'm like ???? but this is MY laptop?????

what they don't tell you about maladaptive daydreaming is that every once in a while when you're imagining a convo with some therapist or your best friend or someone you care about to comfort yourself and it's working wonderfully, you get the soul crushing realization that you're alone. the words your imaginary people said were nothing more than what you wanted someone to say to you. you've been pacing round your room saying what you wanted to hear to your own self because you have no one who'll say them to you as you're crying into their chest.

Emily in Paris is trash yes,

But also this was the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.