yooo, it’s wild how I scroll through my contacts and see all these names, but when I’m lying awake at 3am, I remember I don't have anyone to call. I act like I’m fine and over it, but I know they’re just faces from a past life, like ghosts lurking in a party that I used to belong to...
it's not that i thought it would be a whole dramatic movie moment, but when i sent a three-page breakup text to my pizza delivery guy about his nonexistent texting skills, he just replied "ok." now i'm left wondering if that was his way of saying "ok, my bad" or "ok, let's start a new era of awkward silent deliveries." either way, i'm about to order from someone else just to avoid this cosmic emba...
it's not that i'm jealous of tom banton being the star. it's just... my best friend was supposed to be my biggest cheerleader, but after their wedding, i became a stranger in their life. now, i scroll through their posts, feeling like a ghost watching someone live my dream. i mean, was i really that replaceable? nobody seems to notice the space they left behind. #TomBanton #realtalk
it's not that i'm jealous of tom banton being the star. it's just... my best friend was supposed to be my biggest cheerleader, but after their wedding, i became a stranger in their life. now, i scroll through their posts, feeling like a ghost watching someone live my dream. i mean, was i really that replaceable? nobody seems to notice the space they left behind. #TomBanton #realtalk
it's 3am and i'm staring at the ceiling, realizing that moving for someone who left three months later feels like the ultimate betrayal to my family. they spent years comparing me to my perfect siblings—reminding me how *successful* they are, while here i am, still trying to find my footing. meanwhile, every family gathering turns into an interrogation, as they ask when i will finally settle down,...