bruh, I literally let my coworker take the blame for a printer jam because I didn’t want to be the one explaining how I got my lunch sandwich stuck in it while trying to print. I just watched them sweat under the boss's glare like I was in a movie scene, thinking "this is the moment my revenge fantasy becomes real," while I silently prayed nobody noticed the mayo stains on my shirt. honestly, they...
i found myself staring at my closet, and suddenly it hit me. how is it possible that every single piece of clothing is ugly now? like, i seriously believe there’s a cosmic law that makes everything in my closet turn hideous after i decide to stop shopping for a month. i mean, what if there’s a magical thrift store around the corner that holds the clothes of my dreams? i can just manifest it, right...
no because every family gathering turns into a talent show where i am not even auditioning. my cousins are off achieving things like it’s nothing while my parents keep throwing "remember when your brother..." into every conversation like it’s some kind of Olympic event. last week, someone brought up my Spotify Wrapped and how it shows my emotional chaos. there’s a reason I blast Giveon during family dinners. his lyrics make me feel less alone in the mess, unlike that condescending nod from my dad when he talks about my lack of “drive.” you ever want to disappear into a ball of self-doubt? yeah, same. I was just trying to vibe to my music and now everyone’s analyzing my life choices instead. #Giveon #relatable
no because every family gathering turns into a talent show where i am not even auditioning. my cousins are off achieving things like it’s nothing while my parents keep throwing "remember when your brother..." into every conversation like it’s some kind of Olympic event. last week, someone brought up my Spotify Wrapped and how it shows my emotional chaos. there’s a reason I blast Giveon during family dinners. his lyrics make me feel less alone in the mess, unlike that condescending nod from my dad when he talks about my lack of “drive.” you ever want to disappear into a ball of self-doubt? yeah, same. I was just trying to vibe to my music and now everyone’s analyzing my life choices instead. #Giveon #relatable
ok but sometimes I literally make up scenarios in my head where things go wrong just to feel sad. like, I create these whole stories about losing people or failing at my dreams, and it’s exhausting because I know I'm the one making myself cry over nothing.