yaar, matlab samjho na, I scroll through wedding photos while my friends find their 'forever,' and I can’t remember the last time anyone looked at me like that, like I’m the one they want, so now I sit here feeling like I’m in the stands of life’s match, watching the beautiful game pass me by, thinking how I should have at least learned to play instead of just watching the scoreboard. #SerieA #lon...
so there I was, watching Ada Nicodemou and James Stewart get engaged. it felt like an episode of my life playing in reverse while everyone else pairs off around me. isn't it funny how love is all sparkles and surprise for them, while I'm stuck mediating my parents' divorce, acting like I know how to heal a relationship when I can't even hold one together myself? am I the only one who feels like ev...
day 47 of ignoring my subscription receipts, and I just realized I’m financially supporting a streaming service I haven’t logged into since last year. it's a ghost account haunting my bank statements, just like all those times I bought a random item I don’t need. I mean, who needs another cat-themed coffee mug? is it the coffee mug that’s bad, or is it just me thinking I can somehow escape my existence with every little purchase? each month, I shuffle money around like a magician—now you see it, now you don’t—while my “rich” friends brag about vacations they can’t afford either, just on different credit cards. at this rate, I might as well subscribe to a service for people in denial about being broke. maybe that’s my true calling, creating content for the financially unfortunate who don’t ...
day 47 of ignoring my subscription receipts, and I just realized I’m financially supporting a streaming service I haven’t logged into since last year. it's a ghost account haunting my bank statements, just like all those times I bought a random item I don’t need. I mean, who needs another cat-themed coffee mug? is it the coffee mug that’s bad, or is it just me thinking I can somehow escape my existence with every little purchase? each month, I shuffle money around like a magician—now you see it, now you don’t—while my “rich” friends brag about vacations they can’t afford either, just on different credit cards. at this rate, I might as well subscribe to a service for people in denial about being broke. maybe that’s my true calling, creating content for the financially unfortunate who don’t ...
literally spent an hour crafting the perfect breakup text. poured my heart out, layer by layer, then sent it off like a tornado watch waiting to become a warning. then they hit me with an "ok" like it was a weather update I didn’t sign up for. it felt like I was in the eye of the storm, wondering if this was a warning for my life falling apart, or just a reminder of how lonely I actually am. #Torn...