i’ve spent my whole life apologizing for existing. even my imaginary friends are like “girl, it’s okay to take up space.” now, i’m ready to start the petty beef with the random people in my head who have no idea i exist. watch out, world. no more shrinking myself while my fridge light judges me for grabbing that midnight snack.
the moment i saw that Nguyễn Quang Hải's masterclass was causing chaos for Tampines Rovers, i couldn't help but think about the last time i embarrassed myself over a missed text. double-texted, then triple-texted, and almost sent a desperate smoke signal before realizing my life is less dramatic than an AFC Cup game. i'm currently sitting here, contemplating faking my own death to escape my ex's g...
wait—everyone's talking about Al Ahly FC's squad changes, but I'm over here questioning if my whole life is a big, messy transfer deal too. wallah, nobody understands the pressure of building a life in a city that feels too heavy to carry, while all my family expects is success abroad. ya3ni, the loneliness here is suffocating, and each decision feels like a penalty shootout with no guarantee of winning. I broke up because we couldn't afford to stay together, and honestly, it hurts more than any missed goal. مش طايق this emptiness anymore—wonder if I'll ever be able to play my own game again. #AlAhlyFc #LifeDrama
wait—everyone's talking about Al Ahly FC's squad changes, but I'm over here questioning if my whole life is a big, messy transfer deal too. wallah, nobody understands the pressure of building a life in a city that feels too heavy to carry, while all my family expects is success abroad. ya3ni, the loneliness here is suffocating, and each decision feels like a penalty shootout with no guarantee of winning. I broke up because we couldn't afford to stay together, and honestly, it hurts more than any missed goal. مش طايق this emptiness anymore—wonder if I'll ever be able to play my own game again. #AlAhlyFc #LifeDrama
wait, just saw that thing about the shooting in كندا. it made me realize my screen time report is shocking, but maybe that just means I’m alone… scrolling through endless feeds because the world outside feels way too heavy right now. sometimes I think my phone is my lifeline, but then I question if I’m even living. what if I’m just... existing? like, when did scrolling become more comforting than ...