it's not that i don’t want to hang out, it’s just that my couch has become an uncharted territory for missed bills and awkwardly vintage cereal boxes. i’m one pizza delivery away from getting called "that broke friend" but everyone thinks i’m just being *quirky* with my avocado toast diet. i swear it’s a *whole aesthetic*, not a lifestyle choice. nobody knows i’m dodging the collection calls like ...
no, because I never signed up to be a human WhatsApp group. my parents expect me to be their emotional lifeline while I pretend like I am not spiraling under the weight of this mess. I take their calls while staring at my vision board full of dreams that feel increasingly ridiculous as I listen to their blame game. sometimes I wonder if they even remember that I still need them—just as much as the...
it's not that i wanted to pry, it's just—when their phone lit up and my heart skipped a beat, i was so curious i couldn't help myself. and then i saw the messages, all those heart emojis sent to someone else. while i was pouring my soul into everything—i feel like i know how botafogo must feel losing to palmeiras—like every effort just ends in disappointment. now i'm sitting here, pretending nothing's changed, but every text feels like a reminder of what i’m not. #BotafogoVsPalmeiras #Heartbreak
it's not that i wanted to pry, it's just—when their phone lit up and my heart skipped a beat, i was so curious i couldn't help myself. and then i saw the messages, all those heart emojis sent to someone else. while i was pouring my soul into everything—i feel like i know how botafogo must feel losing to palmeiras—like every effort just ends in disappointment. now i'm sitting here, pretending nothing's changed, but every text feels like a reminder of what i’m not. #BotafogoVsPalmeiras #Heartbreak
it’s funny how the internet loves billie eilish, right? everyone raves about her upcycled look at the grammys while i sit here in my funeral outfit, already planning for the day everyone realizes i’m just a blooper in their highlight reel. like, was i wrong to smile when the overconfident influencer i used to follow bombed their latest project? why is it so satisfying to see someone who once belit...