not gonna lie, I opened Instagram during a family reunion just to scroll past pictures of my friends celebrating promotions. — I smiled as they posted, but deep down I felt completely alone. I have hundreds of contacts, yet nobody to call when I am low. I stare at my phone, and sometimes I wonder if all these 'connections' are just a reflection of my isolation. #MarseilleVsStrasbourg
it’s not that i don’t care about al fateh vs al-nassr. it’s just that every time i see Cristiano Ronaldo score, i can’t help but think about how his paycheck could probably pay my rent three times over. while he’s living the dream, i’m over here making microwave meals to stretch what little i have left. people think i’m doing fine, but deep down, i know i’m one missed paycheck away from panic mode...
wait, so picture this: I decided to start knitting because everyone keeps telling me it’s calming. now my hands are in a war with yarn, and all I have to show for it is this weird, one-sleeved sweater that could double as a scream in the fashion world. the last time I wore it out, I swear I could hear people silently asking me if I was going for ‘homeless chic’ or just really into misunderstood arts and crafts.
wait, so picture this: I decided to start knitting because everyone keeps telling me it’s calming. now my hands are in a war with yarn, and all I have to show for it is this weird, one-sleeved sweater that could double as a scream in the fashion world. the last time I wore it out, I swear I could hear people silently asking me if I was going for ‘homeless chic’ or just really into misunderstood arts and crafts.
it's three am and i just saw the news about david miller. reminds me how everyone I used to talk to would celebrate random milestones, while now I scroll through notifications and realize I don’t have one person who would reach out if I vanished. I watch highlights of him succeeding in his sport, and I wonder if he ever feels as lonely as I do, staring at a wall of contacts, knowing none of them r...