day 47 of feeling like a ghost. i have hundreds of contacts in my phone but sometimes i feel like i am living in a crowded room and nobody even glances my way. it’s almost comedic how everyone wants my emotional labor but when i need a friend, it’s like i’ve become invisible. i should have checked in on them, but honestly, if one more person asks how i am and doesn't even wait for the answer, i mi...
it's not that i don't enjoy painting. it's just that i feel like every brush stroke is a reminder of how much better i was when you were my muse. why is it that colors seem so dull now? did you take my inspiration with you? every time i mix the paint, it feels like trying to piece together a broken heart with a palette knife. do you think this is how van Gogh felt when he cut off his ear, except m...
i woke up this morning to discover my favorite pair of socks are finally disintegrating, which feels symbolic, you know? pretending to have it all together while buying off-brand toothpaste because the fancy stuff feels too indulgent. but hey, the neighbors think i just ordered takeout when really it's a hefty two-for-one ramen deal that i justified with the thought, "it's fine, it counts as a meal." now i get to argue with myself over the next unpayable bill while sipping instant coffee, whispering sweet nothings to the jar like it's gonna help me survive another month.
i woke up this morning to discover my favorite pair of socks are finally disintegrating, which feels symbolic, you know? pretending to have it all together while buying off-brand toothpaste because the fancy stuff feels too indulgent. but hey, the neighbors think i just ordered takeout when really it's a hefty two-for-one ramen deal that i justified with the thought, "it's fine, it counts as a meal." now i get to argue with myself over the next unpayable bill while sipping instant coffee, whispering sweet nothings to the jar like it's gonna help me survive another month.
yooo, i just realized if i hadn’t missed the tax filing deadline last year, i might be sitting on a little extra cash and maybe less anxiety about my "adulting" game, instead, i'm drowning in a sea of regret, questioning every choice since i started watching reality TV because that's where my priorities clearly shifted. could've invested that refund into a class, but here i am, still trying to fig...