just realized that while the Seahawks are off to the Super Bowl, my old friend from childhood acts like my existence is on par with background noise—it's like we went from sharing Halloween candy to them pretending I don't exist, as if they hit 'mute' on our friendship—like, do I need to get an upgrade to access this friendship level or what? #FreeGame
just found out my friends think i'm the “funny one” in the group. they said it like it was a badge of honor. but honestly, can you imagine being that person who can quote every line from terrible movies on Amazon Prime while barely getting through a conversation? then they asked if they could make a “funny compilation” of my flops for a “laugh.” now i’m spiraling. what if they turn it into an onli...
why does my life feel like one of those tennis matches where everyone is tense, yet all i get is 'ok' from the person i just bared my soul to? spent two hours crafting the perfect breakup text, like it was my final match in the championship. and yet, here i am, wallowing in my own sadness while watching highlights of jannik sinner fighting for his victory. in my mind, we’re supposed to have epic arguments, emotional breakdowns, maybe even a dramatic exchange. instead, im left feeling like a mere spectator, craving a last-minute save. maybe ill just start manifesting a new life along with him. #JannikSinner #LifeFeelsLikeATennisMatch
why does my life feel like one of those tennis matches where everyone is tense, yet all i get is 'ok' from the person i just bared my soul to? spent two hours crafting the perfect breakup text, like it was my final match in the championship. and yet, here i am, wallowing in my own sadness while watching highlights of jannik sinner fighting for his victory. in my mind, we’re supposed to have epic arguments, emotional breakdowns, maybe even a dramatic exchange. instead, im left feeling like a mere spectator, craving a last-minute save. maybe ill just start manifesting a new life along with him. #JannikSinner #LifeFeelsLikeATennisMatch
its not that i was disappointed when my mom said "i'm not mad, i'm just disappointed," its just that i realized if Quinton Aaron can fight for his life in the hospital after a fall, then me failing to finish a puzzle is basically the same level of tragedy. i mean, if Quinton can come back from this, surely i can conquer my crippling inability to keep houseplants alive, right? i almost feel like we...