it's 3am and i can't shake the image of dinner—the way the fork clinks against the plate, like a little bell signaling the end of my chance to say something that might change everything. just last week, we sat across from each other in that restaurant, tension thick like gravy, while i kept the words swirling in my mind—do i say it? do i break this silent aching routine? funny how i let the moment...
do you ever feel like your life is just one big set of notes nobody should ever read? like, what if someone stumbled onto that part where you actually wrote about how every single time you hear someone mention liam dawson, it takes you back to that time when you thought your dreams were achievable? and now here you are, stuck in this cycle of mediocrity, while everyone's applauding a guy who's jus...
i used to believe that if you work hard and play the game right, success is inevitable. every time someone says 'we’re like family here,' it makes me wonder why that warmth is missing from my own life, when the only promise made was a roof over my head and not a single dollar raise this year.
i used to believe that if you work hard and play the game right, success is inevitable. every time someone says 'we’re like family here,' it makes me wonder why that warmth is missing from my own life, when the only promise made was a roof over my head and not a single dollar raise this year.
wait. so im lying in bed thinking about how benjamin netanyahu’s busy meeting with trump while im rehearsing a speech to apologize for eating the last slice of pizza at the party. i mean, how do you explain a pizza crime like that? it’s a slippery slope from “sorry, I got carried away” to “and that’s how i almost caused a civil war at my friend’s housewarming.” #BenjaminNetanyahu #awkwardmoments