We’re obsessed with the idea that poor people might take more than they need, but we almost never question why billionaires are never satisfied with what they already have.
As an adult with no kids, it's my solemn duty to embrace the hobbies and adventures my peers no longer have time for, because they've sacrificed their freedom to keep the human race alive. I must travel, nap, pursue whimsical interests, and have fun in their honor.
I think it's very important that we remember that it wasn’t the CEOs and billionaires who saved us during COVID-19. It was the janitors, nurses, cleaning crews, grocery and food workers with their hard, often invisible labor.
Maybe the happy ending is that you fall in love with your life. Eat your favorite foods, admire sunrises and sunsets, pick up the book you’ve been trying to finish, dance to your favorite songs, buy yourself flowers, bring your mind back to how blessed you are.
Maybe the happy ending is choosing peace over pressure. Laughing so hard your soul feels lighter. Spending time with people who feel like sunshine. And learning to enjoy your own company like it’s the best place to be.✨
@YouGoManWhyMe 🎶 Started with Tere Paas Mein and somehow ended up stuck in an infinite loop of Maskara — ARR magic at work! ✨
While Tere Paas Mein is all longing and love ❤️🩹, Maskara is pure quirky joy 💃. And that "Meri jaan, meri haan..." by Nilanjana Ghosh? Instant smile. 😊💛🎧