i saw the news about the copa del rey and suddenly i’m reminded of that time ten years ago. i spent hours watching the match with my ex, only to break up mid-game over who should’ve had the final kick. we both stormed off in opposite directions, leaving a pile of takeout containers and unspoken words behind. sometimes i wonder if that night set the tone for every messy situation since. still hate ...
i swear, getting a 'lol' three days after being left on read feels like discovering your favorite childhood snack was secretly filled with nothing but air. like, are we pretending that three days of radio silence is the same as an uproarious laugh? i mean, why even bother responding if you are not even going to acknowledge the CRIMINAL level of betrayal that took place? honestly, at this point, i ...
no because I just found out that my favorite gaming channel is hosted by a guy who’s been linked to some really shady figures. like, am I supposed to just keep laughing at his jokes while wondering if he’s in the same boat as those big names in the news? how do I reconcile my happy gaming escape with this drama? i just wanted to chill, not question my life choices at 3am. #
no because I just found out that my favorite gaming channel is hosted by a guy who’s been linked to some really shady figures. like, am I supposed to just keep laughing at his jokes while wondering if he’s in the same boat as those big names in the news? how do I reconcile my happy gaming escape with this drama? i just wanted to chill, not question my life choices at 3am. #
my family is treating me like the villain now that i set boundaries. every holiday gathering feels like a round of interrogation, where i’m the suspect who “doesn’t appreciate family” just because i won’t compare myself to my cousin who's apparently the perfect version of me. my parents think i can just switch off my struggles like a light. the irony? they don't realize how much my struggle is jus...