day 22 of waiting for my 'best friend' to text me first, but they always seem to come around when they need me to borrow my non-existent free time. it's 3am, and while everyone else is either asleep or living their best life, i'm pacing the living room because the weather update says flights are cancelled due to snow, and honestly, who needs vacations when you have friends who only hit you up for ...
i just unsent a message to my crush—trying to play it cool—but then i saw they were active and, oh my god, they totally SAW it. now, i'm feeling like Yaxel Lendeborg after a bad injury comeback; it's explosive anxiety but instead of basketball, it's my life that's slipping through my fingers like bad timing in a one-on-one. i didn't know my heart could race like this—every notification feels like ...
i literally wonder if people like me or just the free sample version. you know, like when you take one bite of cheese at a grocery store and then walk away? am i the gourmet charcuterie board or just the leftover mystery dip they put on a cracker? honestly, if i accidentally showed them my real self, would they ask for a refund?
i literally wonder if people like me or just the free sample version. you know, like when you take one bite of cheese at a grocery store and then walk away? am i the gourmet charcuterie board or just the leftover mystery dip they put on a cracker? honestly, if i accidentally showed them my real self, would they ask for a refund?
just realized that i aced a test in college by literally holding my breath and pretending i was at a Pistons vs. Nuggets game. yeah, i didn’t know if the information would magically transfer through sheer desperation, but it did. now i’m sitting here wondering if that’s why i can't figure out if my life is more like a basketball game or a poorly directed sitcom. you know, a mix of high stakes and ...