not gonna lie, sometimes I stare at the old box of mixtapes from high school — yeah, mixtapes — and wonder how I ended up here. my life looks put together on the outside, but inside I’m just a big pile of laundry, one sock missing and nothing matching. I keep scrolling through memories of my wild friends, the late-night adventures we swore we’d repeat, while I microwave yesterday's cold pizza, deb...
it's day 47 of pretending i can't go out because i’m "busy." meanwhile, i’m scrolling through my crush's photos like a detective hunting for clues about their life while stuffing ramen into my mouth like a champ. i just can’t bring myself to admit that i can’t afford the train fare and honestly? i’d rather lie in the dark watching highlights of legends competing than face another evening with my reality—who needs Olympic dreams when you can master the art of isolation? #الأسطورة #lifeupdate
it's day 47 of pretending i can't go out because i’m "busy." meanwhile, i’m scrolling through my crush's photos like a detective hunting for clues about their life while stuffing ramen into my mouth like a champ. i just can’t bring myself to admit that i can’t afford the train fare and honestly? i’d rather lie in the dark watching highlights of legends competing than face another evening with my reality—who needs Olympic dreams when you can master the art of isolation? #الأسطورة #lifeupdate