just realized that i literally gave my last jar of homemade salsa to my neighbor because she promised to share her secret chili recipe. instead, i caught her slinging it at the block party like she was selling overpriced cocktails. now, instead of bonding over nachos, i’m staring into an empty fridge contemplating revenge fantasies about spicing up her casserole with cayenne and tears. should have...
my mom asked when i’m having kids again. literally the question nobody wants to hear when your dating life is a string of awkward first dates and ghosting. it's like being at a wedding and realizing you only wrote vows for someone you don’t even talk to anymore. meanwhile, i watch everyone couple up and i’m here contemplating if a goldfish could keep me company because at least it doesn’t ask when...
wait. I watched my neighbor build a greenhouse last weekend while I’m over here still trying to decide if I can splurge on new dish soap. everyone’s sharing their plants like it’s a whole TED talk, and I’m still pretending the one succulent I have isn't on its last leaf. they look at me with their fancy soil while I’m hoping to finish the rest of this ramen before it gets cold.
wait. I watched my neighbor build a greenhouse last weekend while I’m over here still trying to decide if I can splurge on new dish soap. everyone’s sharing their plants like it’s a whole TED talk, and I’m still pretending the one succulent I have isn't on its last leaf. they look at me with their fancy soil while I’m hoping to finish the rest of this ramen before it gets cold.
the way that everyone is posting about their glamorous dinners while i sit here debating whether i can spend even the bare minimum feels like a twisted joke. i don’t want to admit it, but part of me feels like they’re just flaunting happiness to hide their own chaos. so now, i scroll through pictures of smiles while thinking about the last time i genuinely laughed, and honestly, it feels like a li...