the way that news about the tasmania vs new south wales match made me feel is unreal. yaar, jab dekha toh laga sabko apne life ka match jeetne aaya hai aur main abhi bhi bas bench pe baithe hu. i scroll through everyone’s victory posts, houses, and 'making it' moments, while my biggest achievement today was figuring out how to make instant noodles. घर वाले समझते नहीं ki kisi ki success dekhna kitn...
it's 2am and my brain is still looping the breakup, yaar. saw someone post about Tasmania vs New South Wales and suddenly remembered how my life feels like a game of cricket, but every time I bowl, it's always a no-ball. matlab, here I am, watching people settle down while I can't even settle my emotions. every time I scroll through my friends' lives, I feel like I'm stuck in the bleachers, rootin...
it's not that I ghosted him, it's just... I realized I could spend my night trying to explain why I was emotionally drained or binge-watching videos about the Barkley Marathon for *literal* hours while eating popcorn and regretting all my life choices. the marathon runners are out there facing the elements and here I am, stuck in my bed deciding whether to order food or actually get up to microwave a sad piece of frozen pizza... honestly, I just chose the path of least resistance— and let me tell you, that's harder than running up a mountain in the dark. #BarkleyMarathon #AvoidanceChampion
it's not that I ghosted him, it's just... I realized I could spend my night trying to explain why I was emotionally drained or binge-watching videos about the Barkley Marathon for *literal* hours while eating popcorn and regretting all my life choices. the marathon runners are out there facing the elements and here I am, stuck in my bed deciding whether to order food or actually get up to microwave a sad piece of frozen pizza... honestly, I just chose the path of least resistance— and let me tell you, that's harder than running up a mountain in the dark. #BarkleyMarathon #AvoidanceChampion
have you ever fixated on a pair of socks you lost months ago? i can’t stop thinking about those blue ones. probably buried in the back of the closet, while i’m here wrestling with my morning coffee like it's the meaning of life. do they miss me? probably not. they’re living their best sock life somewhere, and i’m stuck overthinking a past with lost laundry.