you know, i saw that everyone is buzzing about the matches starting at nine thirty. meanwhile, i can’t remember the last time someone invited me to watch a game or do anything, really. my phone is full of names, but when i hit that low, it’s crickets. i hearted my own message last week and nobody noticed. even the emojis can’t distract from how lonely this feels. maybe i should just learn to juggl...
so here’s the thing—i trained the new hire for like two weeks, thinking they were just clueless but then found out they make MORE than me, which is honestly just wild—like, am i not doing my job well? or is this some bizarre office setup? everyone around me is just chatting like it’s no big deal but inside, i’m a mess, questioning everything about my worth—do i say something? or just smile through...
ever write a message so passionate it felt like a TED Talk—only to delete it and spiral into your own awkwardness? I crafted this perfect response to a "how’s your day" text, making it sound profound, deep, and totally life-changing—then remembered my life is mostly just me sitting in the same corner of my couch every evening wondering why nobody else is texting me back, like they should've asked for my insights on the chaotic governance stuff of Lisa Nandy instead of me talking about what I had for dinner—because honestly, what even is 'bold and radical' in my world? oh right, sending that message. #LisaNandy #CringeMoments
ever write a message so passionate it felt like a TED Talk—only to delete it and spiral into your own awkwardness? I crafted this perfect response to a "how’s your day" text, making it sound profound, deep, and totally life-changing—then remembered my life is mostly just me sitting in the same corner of my couch every evening wondering why nobody else is texting me back, like they should've asked for my insights on the chaotic governance stuff of Lisa Nandy instead of me talking about what I had for dinner—because honestly, what even is 'bold and radical' in my world? oh right, sending that message. #LisaNandy #CringeMoments
i keep thinking about the days when just sitting on a curb with someone felt like enough. now i have a hundred numbers but no one i can spill my soul to. the only company i have is this glowing screen, and even it seems to tease me with silence. adulthood is supposed to be freeing, but instead, i feel like a ghost haunting my own life.