sometimes i feel like my whole life has been one long awkward apology for just breathing too loudly. i tried googling how to make myself more invisible for lunar new year—do you think wearing a giant plush costume would help? like, is it inappropriate to give my family a round of applause for their impressive ability to make me feel like a ghost every year? honestly, the real question is, why am i...
...and I found out my partner was texting someone else, right? So I did what any sane person would do. I hid in the bathroom, desperately trying to cover up the sound of my sobbing with the flush. You know that moment when your relative barges in asking if you need toilet paper and instead you blurt out, “Not now, I’m dying of heartbreak!” Yeah, pretty sure my aunt thinks I'm doing some weird emot...
yoo, so I just realized I unfollowed my own heartbreak, but then I deep stalked my ex's page last night. bruh, it was a rabbit hole of cringe and nostalgia, but the real kicker? I accidentally liked a post from when we were still together. now I’m just sitting here, imagining their reaction like, do they even remember me? or did I just get ghosted by my own memories?
yoo, so I just realized I unfollowed my own heartbreak, but then I deep stalked my ex's page last night. bruh, it was a rabbit hole of cringe and nostalgia, but the real kicker? I accidentally liked a post from when we were still together. now I’m just sitting here, imagining their reaction like, do they even remember me? or did I just get ghosted by my own memories?
honestly, i just stared at the screen after typing the breakup text, thinking how literally ridiculous it felt. they replied with one word, “ok,” and suddenly, i was alone in a sea of names and faces that don't know the first thing about me. it’s funny how we share snippets of our lives with hundreds but call no one when the silence creeps in. now, i’m watching strangers on the train react to the ...