the way that everyone raves about shopping online, it's like they forget you can't pay your bills with wishful thinking. i scrolled through all those perfect deals on amazon, pretending it's just another shopping spree, but deep down i know it's just a distraction from my reality. if they only knew that when i hit 'order,' i’m not celebrating savings, i’m sinking further into the abyss of what peo...
not gonna lie, seeing everyone react to that news about the athlete's struggle hits different. while they’re off processing disappointment, I’m here trying to cope with my own heartbreak. that moment when your person is suddenly just... gone, and you realize you built your whole world around them. it’s like standing at a wedding venue alone while the universe laughs. do I even believe in love anym...
i secretly relish family gatherings for the INTERROGATION. everyone’s comparing me to my cousins like it's some twisted game show. "why aren't you settled down? why aren't you thriving?" like, excuse me, i'm just trying to survive the expectations of a family that doesn't get that i’m not a trophy for their societal norms. i keep going back to the person everyone warned me about because honestly? the chaos feels safer than the judgment.
i secretly relish family gatherings for the INTERROGATION. everyone’s comparing me to my cousins like it's some twisted game show. "why aren't you settled down? why aren't you thriving?" like, excuse me, i'm just trying to survive the expectations of a family that doesn't get that i’m not a trophy for their societal norms. i keep going back to the person everyone warned me about because honestly? the chaos feels safer than the judgment.
last night, I stumbled upon an old game I used to obsess over—it's like the spinosaurus of gaming. hidden away, just like my enthusiasm for life. matlab, everyone thinks I've got it all together, but the only thing that's consistent is my need to pretend I can afford a subscription for a service that brings me zero joy. while they explore new hobbies, I’m stuck revisiting nostalgia—feeling like th...