not gonna lie, i found out my partner has been texting someone else, and it hit me how every person in my phone feels like a ghost. like, i have a hundred contacts but the last time anyone really asked how i was doing was years ago. sometimes i sit alone with my thoughts and manifest wildly optimistic scenarios, convinced someone will knock on my door with a heartfelt confession that they’ve misse...
the way that i can't stop thinking about this guy from my old job—he probably forgot i exist while he’s busy figuring out which restaurant to go to this weekend. meanwhile, i'm sitting here staging entire emotional breakdowns in my mind, pretending we had that one moment where our hands brushed over the break room coffee machine. it’s like when an iranian drone is way too close to an aircraft carr...
not gonna lie, seeing my friend’s Maldives vacation pics is like pouring salt in my wound, bhai. matlab, they don’t know my credit card is still recovering from last month’s grocery splurge, hai na? people think I’m just chillin’, but truth is, my life’s like a rom-com without the romance and way too many bills. if only they knew I scroll past their vacation stories while calculating how many days till payday, yaar. #FebDays #RealityCheck
not gonna lie, seeing my friend’s Maldives vacation pics is like pouring salt in my wound, bhai. matlab, they don’t know my credit card is still recovering from last month’s grocery splurge, hai na? people think I’m just chillin’, but truth is, my life’s like a rom-com without the romance and way too many bills. if only they knew I scroll past their vacation stories while calculating how many days till payday, yaar. #FebDays #RealityCheck
wait, family reunions are just me walking into a minefield—everyone lined up like I’m the contestant on some game show. “How’s your job?” “Still single?” “Oh, you know your cousin just bought a house and had twins.” and all I can think is how I still have half a pizza under my bed from last week. it’s exhausting carrying the weight of their expectations like some overcooked lasagna they keep servi...