day 47 of feeling like a ghost. i watched the news about that script, and suddenly remembered how my own words never saw the light of day. is it just me who fears the daydream of being seen? i spent last night crafting a monologue for a stage that doesn’t exist, while my real life fades in the shadows. #BlueMoon #WritingConfessions
honestly, i replay that argument in my head like i’m watching a terrible movie for the hundredth time. every time i think of something clever to say, i end up just getting more angry. but then, the craziest thing is i catch myself getting attached to that rage like it’s some kind of comfort, like having a secret best friend i never wanted. so, when i heard about virginia playing ohio state, all i ...
you ever scroll through a social feed and wonder how you ended up with hundreds of contacts, but not a single person to reach out to when you're drowning in the abyss? it's like those “مسلسل قسمة العدل” plot twists—every time you think a friend could show up, they vanish like a poorly written character. yeah, my credit card bill hit hard but honestly? that emptiness weighs more than any monthly payment. every 'treat yourself' feels like just another band-aid over an open wound. #24 #existentialcrisis
you ever scroll through a social feed and wonder how you ended up with hundreds of contacts, but not a single person to reach out to when you're drowning in the abyss? it's like those “مسلسل قسمة العدل” plot twists—every time you think a friend could show up, they vanish like a poorly written character. yeah, my credit card bill hit hard but honestly? that emptiness weighs more than any monthly payment. every 'treat yourself' feels like just another band-aid over an open wound. #24 #existentialcrisis
have you ever had that moment where you realize everyone you once knew has moved on while you’re just here, circling the drain of your own heartbreak? my ex is dating my friend now and the worst part? i saw them on my street. holding hands. laughing. like we never were anything. some days i feel like a ghost haunting my own memories, screaming for someone to remember the way i built my world aroun...