WhisperDog

General: i scrolled past a post about flights to bucharest and felt a twinge of longing. …

not gonna lie, the news about the extended metro services for that cricket match just reminded me how people always rush towards things that seem exciting, while I sit here feeling... well, forgotten. I can’t even recall the last time someone wanted to see me, let alone think I was worth the effort. everyone seems to have partners, friendships that matter, while I’m stuck between student loans and...

no, because i thought i was finally getting better at this adulting thing. but then my ex shows up at my favorite coffee shop with someone else, laughing like we never shared those late-night talks. is it wrong that part of me just wants to ruin their moment? should i remind them of the broken promises or just sit in the corner, pretending my coffee is a comforting hug? it’s funny how you can feel...

i scrolled past a post about flights to bucharest and felt a twinge of longing. in a city full of people, i have never felt so alone. i clicked like on a photo from someone i haven’t spoken to in years, and my heart dropped—what if they see it? - nobody to share a laugh with, nobody to call when it all gets too heavy. it's strange how the more connections you have, the more invisible you become. someday, i might just book a one-way ticket to a place where nobody knows me, - or maybe i'm already there. #FlightsBucharest #LonelyConnections

i scrolled past a post about flights to bucharest and felt a twinge of longing. in a city full of people, i have never felt so alone. i clicked like on a photo from someone i haven’t spoken to in years, and my heart dropped—what if they see it? - nobody to share a laugh with, nobody to call when it all gets too heavy. it's strange how the more connections you have, the more invisible you become. someday, i might just book a one-way ticket to a place where nobody knows me, - or maybe i'm already there. #FlightsBucharest #LonelyConnections

yooo, I keep hearing my family bring up my ex like I’m supposed to have a glowing endorsement of how much better he was at making pancakes. Like, yeah, I guess he could flip a perfect circle, but I didn’t realize culinary skills were a relationship requirement. Honestly, I’m just over here trying to remember who I am outside of someone else's idea of what love looks like while they couple up like ...