day 47 of my breakup, and I just spent an hour talking to my houseplant. like, literally explaining my life problems to a fern named “steve.” yaar, matlab koi samjhta nahi, kya? I even asked him for advice on dating again, and I think he gave me a judgmental leaf twitch.
i literally ghosted someone because i couldn't muster the energy to explain why my brain felt like a cluttered attic. like, do i really owe them an elaborate breakup for my lack of spoons? sometimes i think about all those unanswered texts and wonder if it was just a lazy escape from my chaotic mind...
I literally think people are supposed to get a trophy for just showing up to life—like, everyone around me is conquering their worlds while I’m over here trying to remember if I put on deodorant this morning. It's kind of wild how I can see people buying fancy equipment for their hobbies while I struggle to figure out the instructions on a microwave dinner. I’m sorry, but how did we end up on such different pages? #ExistentialCrisis #StuckInTheMiddle
I literally think people are supposed to get a trophy for just showing up to life—like, everyone around me is conquering their worlds while I’m over here trying to remember if I put on deodorant this morning. It's kind of wild how I can see people buying fancy equipment for their hobbies while I struggle to figure out the instructions on a microwave dinner. I’m sorry, but how did we end up on such different pages? #ExistentialCrisis #StuckInTheMiddle
bruh, so I just found out Marvel's Multiverse is bringing back EVERYONE from every timeline, right? Meanwhile, I ran into my childhood friend the other day and they acted like they were meeting me for the first time, like, excuse me, did I just teleport into an alternate universe where I don’t exist? like, this isn’t some epic crossover; it’s just me realizing I can’t even get a hello while superh...