honestly, i’ve been practicing my reaction for when they finally announce the winner between qatar and bahrain like it’s some big life-changing event. i literally stood in front of the mirror and pretended to scream in excitement, even though i have no clue what i’m celebrating. the best part? my roommate walked in, and i just froze with a smile that screamed "awkward desperation." so now they thi...
i let my teammate take the blame for a project disaster. i watched them spiral, all because i was too afraid to speak up. it's like standing in the shadows while someone else bears the weight of your mistakes - it's haunting. now, every time i hear their name, it feels like a knife twisting.
yooo, honestly, i’ve got a roommate who says they’re a plant parent but really, they just have three wilting cacti. like, bro, that’s not a plant garden. it’s a funeral home for succulents. sometimes i catch myself silently judging them while i’m trying to resurrect my dead dreams of financial stability. it’s literally the same vibe; putting on a brave face while the rest of my life is dying in the corner, praying for someone to come through with a miracle.
yooo, honestly, i’ve got a roommate who says they’re a plant parent but really, they just have three wilting cacti. like, bro, that’s not a plant garden. it’s a funeral home for succulents. sometimes i catch myself silently judging them while i’m trying to resurrect my dead dreams of financial stability. it’s literally the same vibe; putting on a brave face while the rest of my life is dying in the corner, praying for someone to come through with a miracle.
it's not that I don’t appreciate family. it’s just that every gathering feels like an audition, a test, a LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION moment where everyone expects you to wow them with your success. cousins flaunt their fancy degrees, and I’m over here trying to justify why I chose happiness over a prestigious title. disappointing the people who raised you hits different, like I’m carrying bricks, BRIC...