it's not that i’m lonely, it’s just that nobody really knows that i watch the same documentary on obscure snail species every night just to feel something, and somehow that feels more meaningful than the surface conversations i have with hundreds of contacts who never ask how i am; everyone turned their backs after i set that boundary, and now it's all small talk over text while my favorite hoodie...
yooo, so picture this. i’m at a family reunion, right? my aunt's cat, mr. whiskers, decides to be my emotional support animal while i'm holding my cousin’s newborn. in a split second of chaos, i trip, the cat's claws are out, and i somehow manage to stab my cousin’s most embarrassing secret out of her. now, she’s panicking while i'm cringing so hard, i forget i'm even holding a baby. like, this co...
just realized, i still own that overpriced guitar that just sits there, gathering dust. friends think i’m some kind of rock star. truth is, it was an impulse buy to fill the void of feeling uninspired. every time i fake a strum, a little piece of me feels ridiculous, because i can’t even remember the last time i learned a song. yet, here i am, nodding along when they say, "you should totally start a band." i wonder if they’d still think that if they saw my bills piling up.
just realized, i still own that overpriced guitar that just sits there, gathering dust. friends think i’m some kind of rock star. truth is, it was an impulse buy to fill the void of feeling uninspired. every time i fake a strum, a little piece of me feels ridiculous, because i can’t even remember the last time i learned a song. yet, here i am, nodding along when they say, "you should totally start a band." i wonder if they’d still think that if they saw my bills piling up.
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