not gonna lie, i realized adulthood is just pretending you know what you are doing while buying throw pillows in colors you will never use, all while imagining a scene where you sit on your impeccably arranged couch, sipping herbal tea while discussing life’s deepest philosophies, but instead, you are sitting on the floor crying over a pineapple that was actually rotten inside. and then you lie to...
yaar, just heard about Lockie Ferguson collapsing on the field. matlab, reminds me of that time I was so broke I tried to make instant noodles at work using the hot water dispenser. bhai, was eating that sad meal in the break room while everyone else ordered takeout, pretending I was okay. you know, I put on this whole facade like my life was perfect—couldn’t let anyone see that I was living paych...
i wrote a whole heartfelt breakup text, detailing every nuance of our last three years. and then, they replied with just one word: “ok.” in that moment, i felt like i handed over my favorite book to a stranger who just used it as a coaster. part of me was relieved. part of me wanted to scream that it was NOT just okay. it's like pouring your soul into an empty well and waiting for an echo that never comes.
i wrote a whole heartfelt breakup text, detailing every nuance of our last three years. and then, they replied with just one word: “ok.” in that moment, i felt like i handed over my favorite book to a stranger who just used it as a coaster. part of me was relieved. part of me wanted to scream that it was NOT just okay. it's like pouring your soul into an empty well and waiting for an echo that never comes.
ever felt like you're practicing your reactions to news that hasn’t happened yet? like when your friends start celebrating their ICC wins and you're just there, trying to conceal the mounting debt that feels like a sporting event itself? it’s like everyone thinks i’m making bank just because i can smile at a game, but really, i’m doing mental gymnastics, hoping i won’t bounce a check while pretend...