yooo, it’s wild how you can have hundreds of contacts and still feel like a ghost at a party. i mean, literally, nobody knows who you are anymore. like, i tried reaching out to that one person who was always there for me, but turns out, they moved on… to a whole new life, without me. so now, when the world gets heavy and i need a call to pull me back, i find myself staring at a screen filled with ...
yoo, saw Jason Williams got that new deal and honestly, it hit differently. makes me think about how I named my future kids with someone who doesn’t even know I exist. I’m over here holding on to empty conversations while my real connections drift away like they don’t even matter. what’s the point of having hundreds of contacts if I can't even find someone to share my struggles with? I guess it’s ...
literally watched someone land the role of a lifetime in this new adaptation of Wuthering Heights while i turned down the audition because i felt unprepared and what even is prepared—now i'm on my couch binging old romcoms and shouting at the screen about “wuthering” instead of “winning” and—who knew it was going to feel like i made a deal with my own insecurities? but whatever, i just hope they don’t cast a really cool actor for Heathcliff—oh god, it’s probably going to be one of those deeply philosophical discussions at dinner parties and i’ll just be over here throwing pillows at the wall for validation—at least my cushions are thriving, right? #EmeraldFennellWutheringHeights #IShouldHaveAuditioned
literally watched someone land the role of a lifetime in this new adaptation of Wuthering Heights while i turned down the audition because i felt unprepared and what even is prepared—now i'm on my couch binging old romcoms and shouting at the screen about “wuthering” instead of “winning” and—who knew it was going to feel like i made a deal with my own insecurities? but whatever, i just hope they don’t cast a really cool actor for Heathcliff—oh god, it’s probably going to be one of those deeply philosophical discussions at dinner parties and i’ll just be over here throwing pillows at the wall for validation—at least my cushions are thriving, right? #EmeraldFennellWutheringHeights #IShouldHaveAuditioned
i just sent a screenshot of a group chat to the person i was talking about, and now my brain is doing that slow, painful slide into despair. first, i felt the warmth of denial wash over me, thinking maybe they won’t notice, but deep down i know that’s a joke. now i’m contemplating how to resurrect my social life after i just created my own personal tragedy; why is adulting full of these unspoken d...