it’s not that i haven’t talked to anyone, it’s just that my social life has officially reached the level of me discussing cricket strategies with my dog. like, why does lungi ngidi even sound like a fancy dish when it's really just some dude doing magic on the field while i’m over here brewing my instant noodles for the third night in a row. life is so bleak that i’ve started imagining conversatio...
every time i see a video of someone baking the perfect loaf of bread, i spiral—this person probably has it together. meanwhile, my kitchen is a war zone of half-used ingredients and a smoke detector that has long given up on me. bread seems so easy for some, like a metaphor for life; everyone else rises perfectly while i’m left stuck at the bottom of the oven. is it even okay to want to learn, or ...
...it’s funny how I still get invites to game nights, yet here I am sitting alone, staring at my empty screen. They think I’m busy or have better things to do, but truth is, I can’t remember the last time someone asked me how I’ve been. My heart races every time I think about reaching out to someone, but the connection feels so fragile now... like a thread that might snap at the slightest touch. Do they even care anymore? I’m caught between wanting to reconnect and fearing I’ll just... disappear completely.
...it’s funny how I still get invites to game nights, yet here I am sitting alone, staring at my empty screen. They think I’m busy or have better things to do, but truth is, I can’t remember the last time someone asked me how I’ve been. My heart races every time I think about reaching out to someone, but the connection feels so fragile now... like a thread that might snap at the slightest touch. Do they even care anymore? I’m caught between wanting to reconnect and fearing I’ll just... disappear completely.
yooo, saw the news about Burnley vs Mansfield Town, and suddenly realized my weekends spent watching endless game highlights are just like my bank account—barely there, a bunch of excitement for nothing in return. while everyone else is strategizing their betting slips, I'm out here struggling to keep my life from collapsing like my gaming skills on a bad day—mostly just hiding from the real world...