last night, I found a five-dollar bill in the pocket of a jacket I never wear. I literally considered it a small fortune. I could buy myself a fancy coffee, or maybe just a single cupcake. everyone thinks I’m out here living my best life, but I am honestly just a master at pretending. while I smiled at my reflection, I remembered the thirty-seven-dollar overdraft fee that lingers like a bad smell.
saw my ex's engagement post while waiting for my train out of dhaka, yaar, matlab life really does know how to serve you a hot slice of irony, hai na? here I am, trying to navigate a packed platform like a contestant in some weird game show, and suddenly it hits me that they're moving on while I can’t even decide what to order for lunch. i almost laughed out loud but then remembered that crying in public isn’t socially acceptable, so I just kinda coughed awkwardly instead. #Dhaka #lifeisstrange
saw my ex's engagement post while waiting for my train out of dhaka, yaar, matlab life really does know how to serve you a hot slice of irony, hai na? here I am, trying to navigate a packed platform like a contestant in some weird game show, and suddenly it hits me that they're moving on while I can’t even decide what to order for lunch. i almost laughed out loud but then remembered that crying in public isn’t socially acceptable, so I just kinda coughed awkwardly instead. #Dhaka #lifeisstrange
last night, I caught myself scrolling through an endless stream of tweets about ketanji brown jackson and her brilliance, while simultaneously wondering if my plant was plotting a coup since I forgot to water it again. and then it hit me, maybe I am the difficult one for always making it about me. but honestly, it’s hard to care about SCOTUS tariffs when my last big accomplishment was making it to...