the way that i keep circling back to the same person has me feeling like a moth flying into a flame. everyone says i should leave, that it's obvious he's not good for me. but every late night, alone in my thoughts, i remember the small things—like how he makes the best popcorn, and the way he once looked at me like i was the only one in the room. it feels like the safety of familiarity pulls me in...
it's not that i care about the snow, or the cold, or whatever they’re warning about—it's just that every time i get one of those weather alerts, it reminds me how many storms i’ve braved alone. typed a heartfelt message, opened my soul like the thawing earth, and all i got back was a single snowflake emoji. a betrayal that turned me into a winter ghost, roaming through a frozen silence. maybe i’ll...
just realized family gatherings have become this annual competition where i'm literally the underdog—my cousins flaunt degrees like trophies while i’m over here avoiding eye contact, feeling like a complete failure. they bring up how they just traveled the world, started their own businesses, while my biggest win last year was keeping my plants alive. sometimes i just wish i could text my parents “can i take a vacation from your expectations?”—because honestly, i think it would ruin my reputation if they knew my only dream right now is to lie in bed with a pizza, far away from the judgement. #Vasco #familypressure
just realized family gatherings have become this annual competition where i'm literally the underdog—my cousins flaunt degrees like trophies while i’m over here avoiding eye contact, feeling like a complete failure. they bring up how they just traveled the world, started their own businesses, while my biggest win last year was keeping my plants alive. sometimes i just wish i could text my parents “can i take a vacation from your expectations?”—because honestly, i think it would ruin my reputation if they knew my only dream right now is to lie in bed with a pizza, far away from the judgement. #Vasco #familypressure
yooo, saw all that talk about nasser hussain and it hit me like a ton of bricks. been waiting for the 'right moment' to tell my coworker they’re the reason I can’t stand going to the office anymore. they dropped this comment about cricket that made me rethink everything. now I’m stuck here, pretending it’s all good while I’m trapped in this dead-end job. now I’m left questioning if the ‘right mome...