last night, I sat there scrolling through messages like I was unearthing a crime scene. I accidentally unsent a text, but I could tell they’d already seen it. I think about it way too much—how every time I try to put my thoughts into words, it spirals out of control, like Ghislaine Maxwell’s entire life crumbling into chaos. they might’ve understood if I’d said it out loud, but now it just lingers...
last night, saw those pictures from the Maldives. it's funny how i have hundreds of contacts, but nobody to call when life feels like a big empty space. sometimes i think maybe i'm just stuck in this corporate rut, too scared to share my real salary because家人会期待太多. everything feels so fake. #Jaber #AdultingIsHard
just realized i caught myself googling 'what made jackie robinson famous' while my parents sat in the other room, blissfully unaware. i mean, who even needs family conversations when you can have a parasocial breakdown over baseball legends, right? then i wondered if they’d be more disappointed in my lack of sports knowledge or the fact that i wasn't sitting at the table pretending to care about their favorite shows… you know what? that might just be the worst part of adulthood... #JackieRobinson #adultingstruggles
just realized i caught myself googling 'what made jackie robinson famous' while my parents sat in the other room, blissfully unaware. i mean, who even needs family conversations when you can have a parasocial breakdown over baseball legends, right? then i wondered if they’d be more disappointed in my lack of sports knowledge or the fact that i wasn't sitting at the table pretending to care about their favorite shows… you know what? that might just be the worst part of adulthood... #JackieRobinson #adultingstruggles
just realized my life is basically a constant struggle between becoming a professional kazoo player or settling for the same job my uncle had at the recycling plant. like, I’ll never forget that Christmas dinner where he awkwardly started blowing into a kazoo, convinced it was my calling. literally the worst thing ever. here I am years later, choosing the safe route while envisioning a world tour ...