just realized how the educational system expects every kid to be a model student while I'm stuck mediating between my parents' divorce like some sort of human therapist—seriously, my cousins are acing their exams, and I'm here taking mental notes on who's angrier in the family arguments. every family gathering feels like an interrogation, a high-pressure assessment that I did not sign up for—where...
today i found out my relatives are still rooting for my ex. it’s like i’m living in a reality show nobody told me i signed up for. they reminisce about our “good times” while i struggle to remember who i am without him. watching everyone couple up makes me feel like i'm stuck on the sidelines, while i secretly hope that someday, hitting the jackpot will mean finding me again. #TheLott #LostLove
it's not that i don’t enjoy social gatherings. it’s just that when i’m there, i feel more like a ghost. why do i have hundreds of contacts but no one who really knows me? i scroll through the same old conversations, looking for someone to reach out, but nobody does. even when the crowd is buzzing, there's a crushing silence that lingers—am i the only one feeling this isolation?
it's not that i don’t enjoy social gatherings. it’s just that when i’m there, i feel more like a ghost. why do i have hundreds of contacts but no one who really knows me? i scroll through the same old conversations, looking for someone to reach out, but nobody does. even when the crowd is buzzing, there's a crushing silence that lingers—am i the only one feeling this isolation?
my spotify wrapped just laid my life bare like a drama class audition. I mean—how did they know my comfort playlist is literally just sad songs about heartache and existential dread? while everyone else is out here vibing with 'happy' music, I’m replaying the same song from 2017 that makes me cry while doing dishes. all I need is a little extra time to just, like, find happiness. but instead, I ju...