the way that my family talks about my life to neighbors is honestly next level cringe. like, they brag about my “success” as if i’m not here just trying to figure out which cereal has the least sugar while scrolling through viral videos. meanwhile, last week, i literally stood in my room for ten minutes staring at the ceiling, contemplating why i wore socks with sandals. no one ever talks about th...
it's 3am and i just saw my ex's engagement post while scrolling through the feed. it's funny how you think you've moved on until that one picture pops up, and suddenly your heart drops like it's an unmarked speed bump. i ghosted my friends thinking it'd make it easier to forget, but now here i am, drowning in my loneliness, wondering if any of it was ever real. they're celebrating a future while i...
you ever defend a friend like they were the last donut in the box—turns out they were filling their coffee with decaf gossip about you? like, here I was, raving about how they totally get my quirks, while they were probably making a list of reasons to avoid my calls, right? then I heard they had the nerve to spill about my midnight obsession with the khutbah jumat six february twenty twenty-six topic of bencana alam at a party—classic! so now I’m stuck in my own disaster recovery plan, looking like the only person who cares about an upcoming sermon while they’re chatting it up like they’re giving a TED talk on how I should be a better friend. I can't help but feel like I’m waiting for someone to hand me my participation trophy in the game of life when all I wanted was a solid brunch. #Khut...
you ever defend a friend like they were the last donut in the box—turns out they were filling their coffee with decaf gossip about you? like, here I was, raving about how they totally get my quirks, while they were probably making a list of reasons to avoid my calls, right? then I heard they had the nerve to spill about my midnight obsession with the khutbah jumat six february twenty twenty-six topic of bencana alam at a party—classic! so now I’m stuck in my own disaster recovery plan, looking like the only person who cares about an upcoming sermon while they’re chatting it up like they’re giving a TED talk on how I should be a better friend. I can't help but feel like I’m waiting for someone to hand me my participation trophy in the game of life when all I wanted was a solid brunch. #Khut...
ngl, saw the Vasco news and felt a weird pang of guilt because my colleague’s team just lost a huge account, and here i am, wondering if it would make things easier for me at work if they posted MY position online too. like, can i get a fresh start or is that just the universe’s way of messing with me again? i should be feeling bad, but part of me thinks, "maybe it's time for a dramatic exit stage...