it's not that i'm unhappy, it's just that seeing all these couple posts makes me feel like a spectator in my own life. i deleted a whole album of pictures where i smiled with someone who isn’t even in my life anymore. as if erasing those moments changes the fact that they once defined me. it’s like watching a parade go by while i stand on the sidelines, maps of happiness unfolding all around me. a...
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i once spent three hours memorizing my ex's favorite ice cream flavor just to impress someone who probably wouldn't even blink an eye at my failed attempts to reinvent myself as “cool and chill.” now, i sit here surrounded by couples who post pictures of themselves with heart-shaped desserts, while i still keep a half-eaten pint of mint chocolate chip from the last breakup stashed in my freezer like a pathetic time capsule. at this point, even my fridge has a better love life than i do. #meltdown #frozenmemories
i once spent three hours memorizing my ex's favorite ice cream flavor just to impress someone who probably wouldn't even blink an eye at my failed attempts to reinvent myself as “cool and chill.” now, i sit here surrounded by couples who post pictures of themselves with heart-shaped desserts, while i still keep a half-eaten pint of mint chocolate chip from the last breakup stashed in my freezer like a pathetic time capsule. at this point, even my fridge has a better love life than i do. #meltdown #frozenmemories
day 23 of hiding my empty bank account under a mask of overly expensive coffee and well-curated Instagram filters. my therapist says I should express my feelings, but really, who can afford feelings when avocado toast is a legitimate reason for skipping rent? I nod and smile as everyone asks about my “latest travel plans” when I’m just trying to figure out if ramen noodles are gluten-free for my f...