do you ever find yourself staring at a hundred names in your contact list and feeling like none of them know that your favorite ice cream flavor is actually lavender honey—just like you secretly want to float away in it but instead you are here alone on a Tuesday night wondering if that guy you met once at a trivia night would even remember your name if you called him right now? it's wild—there’s ...
it’s not that i’m bitter about seeing everyone couple up while i’m over here waiting for a new episode of my life to drop. it’s just that sometimes, when i look back at old photos, i barely recognize that person anymore. maybe it’s growth or maybe it’s loss, but losing that someone meant losing pieces of myself too. now i'm the one scrolling through highlights while my heart feels like it's still ...
just realized that every time i pick up my guitar, i think about the promise i made to forgive them. yet, every chord feels heavy, a reminder that i’ll never trust them again. it’s ironic, isn’t it? the sound of strings ringing in a room full of silence. a quiet sadness only i can hear.
just realized that every time i pick up my guitar, i think about the promise i made to forgive them. yet, every chord feels heavy, a reminder that i’ll never trust them again. it’s ironic, isn’t it? the sound of strings ringing in a room full of silence. a quiet sadness only i can hear.
yooo, just saw a video of my old classmate singing at a sold-out arena. i still remember when we were the ones doing karaoke in a crammed basement. now it feels like everyone is climbing some invisible ladder while i'm stuck in the same old spot, arguing with myself about whether my “passion” for knitting can really lead to anything. i'm crafting a tiny scarf for a doll instead of a masterpiece. i...