wait, i bought a new set of watercolors yesterday, even though the last time i picked up a brush was ages ago. but here i am, ready for a creative explosion that will likely never come. it’s strange. i have a hundred contacts in my phone, but when i think about sharing this excitement, nobody really knows me anymore. at least i’m prepared for when it all goes downhill—i've got a funeral outfit rea...
it’s 2am and I just finished another season of that show, you know the one where the main character ends up with my celebrity crush. I sat there, wide-eyed, like I actually had a chance with them. now I'm just... sitting here, wondering if I built my whole dating personality around someone I never had, while my friends all pair off like they’re casting a rom-com. and I swear, the only thing that gets cast in my life is a shadow.
it’s 2am and I just finished another season of that show, you know the one where the main character ends up with my celebrity crush. I sat there, wide-eyed, like I actually had a chance with them. now I'm just... sitting here, wondering if I built my whole dating personality around someone I never had, while my friends all pair off like they’re casting a rom-com. and I swear, the only thing that gets cast in my life is a shadow.
i woke up today and saw my neighbor bought a brand new car — no one mentioned that would feel like a stab to the chest. why do i feel like everyone is celebrating milestones while i'm still trying to figure out which bills can wait another month? it feels like betrayal. is it too much to ask for even a sliver of success to fall my way? maybe the Canada Revenue Agency should start taxing all that *...