sometimes i scroll through the wedding announcements and think about how i should have been one of those couples. instead, i’m rewatching old episodes of shows, imagining my ex's voice over every line, making sure my friends don’t notice i’ve turned into a total ghost. the only love letters i get are from strangers in my dms, but honestly, none of that hits like the goodbye text that still lingers...
ever accidentally liked a photo from 47 weeks ago and thought, "well, this is my life now"? like, now i'm just a historical artifact enthusiast, journeying through their past like it's a museum exhibit of their ex-relationship highlights. i fully expected them to reply, "thank you for the reminder of my glory days." honestly, if that isn't the most elite form of delusion, i don’t know what is. may...
...so I literally rearranged my entire living room just to pretend it was fresh and exciting, like a big reveal. Honestly, I sat on my couch trying to sell myself on the fact that moving furniture somehow means I’m making big life changes, while I was secretly stashing away ramen noodles under the cushions. I apologize to my couch for what it witnessed—hiding snacks and financial despair is not my proudest moment, but here we are.
...so I literally rearranged my entire living room just to pretend it was fresh and exciting, like a big reveal. Honestly, I sat on my couch trying to sell myself on the fact that moving furniture somehow means I’m making big life changes, while I was secretly stashing away ramen noodles under the cushions. I apologize to my couch for what it witnessed—hiding snacks and financial despair is not my proudest moment, but here we are.
bruh, I thought being an adult would mean being surrounded by people who actually get me. instead, I scroll through my contacts and realize none of them know how I feel. the connections I used to cherish turned into ghost conversations. lmao, now I'm watching daily news about protests for better lives, while I'm just here trying to figure out how to survive each day without anyone to lean on. it's...