not gonna lie, when I watch people like ben shelton shine, I think, "what am I even doing with my life?" I literally know a hundred people but none of them would understand when I say I spent the whole weekend rearranging my furniture and pretending I was an interior designer on reality TV. I am surrounded by STRANGERS while living in a world that’s too loud and too quiet at the same time. it’s wi...
i never realized how often i apologized for just being me, for taking up space in a world that never seemed to make room for my presence. i felt like an uninvited guest in my own life, saying "sorry" for everything from laughter to opinions. now, as i sit with the weight of those words, i am tired of feeling like i owe anyone an explanation for existing. so here’s to the twist: maybe being unapolo...
it's not that I'm bad at cooking... it's just that I can never tell if a recipe is good or if my oven is secretly plotting against me. like the time I confidently whipped up this fancy soufflé—thought I was a culinary god—only for it to collapse faster than my hopes of ever hosting a dinner party. so there I was, staring at this sad pancake of shame, mentally debating if I could get away with serving it as a "new trend." turns out, it really wasn’t.
it's not that I'm bad at cooking... it's just that I can never tell if a recipe is good or if my oven is secretly plotting against me. like the time I confidently whipped up this fancy soufflé—thought I was a culinary god—only for it to collapse faster than my hopes of ever hosting a dinner party. so there I was, staring at this sad pancake of shame, mentally debating if I could get away with serving it as a "new trend." turns out, it really wasn’t.
it's 2am and i just binged the highlights of that match where alex eala lost. she’s out there playing at the highest level, and i'm just here juggling bills while pretending everything's fine. i turned down a chance to join a project that could've brought in some cash, thinking it wouldn't fit into my "plans." now, i’m sweating over my hidden debts, watching people thrive while i practice my defle...