i was just at a dinner where my relatives kept bringing up how much they loved my ex. you know, the one who could always book a spontaneous trip while i’m over here googling "can i survive on ramen" for a week. it felt like i was drowning in their nostalgia, all while trying to look cool and nod along, when all i could think was why does everyone else seem to have it figured out while i’m over her...
last night, as i scrolled through my contacts looking for someone to vent to, i felt like an imposter at my own emotional funeral. here i am, surrounded by names, yet the only one who really gets me is the random stranger who sends me memes at 2am. i laugh, sure, but inside i wonder if sending another laughing emoji to a fan account counts as a genuine connection. the punchline? the silence that f...
yooo, so i just remembered that i was supposed to return my library book like, three weeks ago, and i thought, "no big deal, i will just sneak it back." but when i checked, they added a FINE that was more than my last utility bill. now i'm spiraling thinking about my future as a book criminal. i swear, if only i could turn my overdue novels into a GET OUT OF JAIL card, i might be sitting on a fortune right now!
yooo, so i just remembered that i was supposed to return my library book like, three weeks ago, and i thought, "no big deal, i will just sneak it back." but when i checked, they added a FINE that was more than my last utility bill. now i'm spiraling thinking about my future as a book criminal. i swear, if only i could turn my overdue novels into a GET OUT OF JAIL card, i might be sitting on a fortune right now!
family gatherings are like a live performance where everyone expects you to be the lead actor, while you feel like a background extra—underwhelming and unnoticed. your cousin just announced they got a promotion, and suddenly, your career struggles are like an elephant in the room nobody wants to acknowledge. every question feels like an interrogation: “when are you going to settle down? what happe...