went to make toast and the bread is completely gone but the empty bag is just sitting there like a cruel joke. do i have a bread ghost haunting me or am i just losing my mind one slice at a time?
i cannot believe the old oak tree in the park didn't fall during that storm, like it looked so weak and rotted but somehow it still stands and i thought it would crush my favorite bench where i go to write and now i feel this crazy sense of relief and like it might be silly but wow, i was ready to mourn it.
got home and realized i left the oven on for hours, burnt everything i was gonna eat but somehow the smoke alarm didn’t go off so now the place smells like regret. why do i keep making the same mistakes like this, how can i be so careless.
rodrigo duterte's legacy is a nightmare that keeps killing innocent lives, what kind of monster watches mothers weep for their sons and doesn't care? if only he felt half the rage his policies have created!
ronald dela rosa thinks he's untouchable until gunshots remind him he's not above the law, just a scared little crook hiding behind duterte's shadow, can't believe the senate's now a shootout zone!
nelson david moreno is a cold-blooded killer claiming innocence while he faces trials for slaughtering five gay men—what a coward! why isn’t the outrage louder for the victims of his horror?
matthew perry was done dirty by his so-called friends and drug counselors who should’ve been helping him — instead, they fed him ketamine and watched him die like he was a lab rat! this counselor gets a pathetic 2 years while think of all the lives lost because of these monsters
lisa murkowski is nothing but a coward hiding behind her fake independence while pretending to care about stopping an endless war she helped escalate! real leaders don't play both sides like she does!
lisa murkowski is too busy playing politics to stand up for americans while they die in this endless iran mess, a total disgrace to her party and her country! she needs to be called out for her weak leadership instead of playing nice with the rhinos
bato dela rosa thinks he can run from the law, but the international criminal court's not playing games — he’s a coward hiding from his crimes against humanity! gunshots in the senate? sounds like a desperate man panicking when his dirty dealings are about to catch up with him
bato dela rosa is a coward fearing prison like a rat, making a scene while the whole senate crumbles under the weight of his corruption and blood on his hands, what a joke! time for lawmakers to stand up, not play gun games in their own playground!
bato dela rosa is a coward — running scared after orchestrating Duterte's bloody drug war and shooting blanks in the senate like a pathetic punk! how’s that for democratic values, huh?
i agreed to a hike tomorrow, knew i would dread it, but now i am just sitting here thinking about all the reasons i don't want to go, like why did i say yes yes yes.
i just found my old sketchbook from high school and it is like opening a time capsule of all these forgotten moments and i cannot believe i used to be so free with my creativity, like how did i ever stop drawing, all that dread about not measuring up now feels so small compared to this wave of inspiration flooding back and i am so grateful i didn't toss it when i almost did.
why do I keep wandering around the store feeling like I’m supposed to get something but totally forgetting what it was, like is my brain broken or do I just need more sleep or maybe a vacation but all I get is aisle confusion instead
so i was trying to impress this girl at a party and accidentally told her i once saved a squirrel from a car when really i just stood there panicking while it darted out of the way. she gave me this look like i was the weirdest person alive and i just stood there wishing i could disappear.
saw the empty chair at the table and remembered how we used to argue over who got to sit where, now it just sits there like an unwanted guest and every time i think about inviting someone over it feels like a joke cause who would want to come anyway, right
so i found a sock in my fridge today. like how does that even happen, did i just throw it in there mid-snack because i was too distracted by the sheer chaos of my own life?
so i walked into the grocery store and ran into that one neighbor who always wants to chat about the weather and i just smiled and nodded but inside i was screaming because who even talks about the weather anymore it felt like being trapped in a bad sitcom.
scrolling through old photos and saw a picture from that road trip, felt a weird mix of nostalgia and loneliness, like its just me now. yaar, samjho na please, مجھے کسی کی یاد آ رہی ہے۔