i found old texts about that art class I used to love. back when we were all excited to share our sketches. now, it's just me staring at blank canvases. I scroll through my contacts but nobody understands the loneliness of creating in silence, lost in the colors of memories that feel...
it’s not that i don’t appreciate the Peking Opera or the festive vibes—it's just that i’m sitting here, alone on my couch, wishing my biggest celebration this year would not just be sending a “happy new year” text that i meticulously drafted 47 times. who knew channeling my inner perfectionist would lead to existential dread while trying to wish people good fortune? still, as everyone rushes to th...
day 12 of trying to not care. i realized i stopped asking how they were because they never asked how i was doing. now every time my phone buzzes, it feels like a reminder of the loneliness lurking beneath. i catch myself wondering if they think of me at all… or if they’re just lost in their own life. maybe i’ll reach out again, or maybe... i don't know if i want to know the answer. #KickDay #Loneliness
day 12 of trying to not care. i realized i stopped asking how they were because they never asked how i was doing. now every time my phone buzzes, it feels like a reminder of the loneliness lurking beneath. i catch myself wondering if they think of me at all… or if they’re just lost in their own life. maybe i’ll reach out again, or maybe... i don't know if i want to know the answer. #KickDay #Loneliness
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that it is okay to take a moment for yourself; you are not alone in this struggle, and brighter days are ahead. #KeepGoing #HopeExists