i was sitting in my tiny kitchen staring at the ceiling, my phone buzzing with notifications of my friends all out celebrating promotions and vacations while i struggled to scrape together enough to buy instant noodles, and i just kept thinking about how it all feels like a scene from a movie—where the main character is stuck in the background of everyone else's success, watching it all play out w...
why does everyone act like they can just casually talk about their liver health at parties like its not a big deal - like sorry i don’t have the emotional bandwidth for that while trying to pretend my life is fine when all i want to do is pour another glass and forget how lonely it gets when the sun goes down.
checked my bank account this morning and the panic hit when i saw i was one grocery run away from no money left, just a few dollars for gas, and the car inspection is overdue, already stressed about finding a way to fix this before it spirals further.
checked my bank account this morning and the panic hit when i saw i was one grocery run away from no money left, just a few dollars for gas, and the car inspection is overdue, already stressed about finding a way to fix this before it spirals further.
so i was at this party and someone offered me a deviled egg, and i took a big bite only to realize it was the one with an anchovy hidden inside, and i just made a weird face while everyone watched me try to recover and pretend it was great but really my whole mouth was like NO.