ever look at the lottery results and think...what if? what if my ex hadn’t moved on? maybe if i had won that jackpot—just like they won the perfect life—i could have bought them back. i built so much of myself around them. every shared laugh and inside joke was like currency in my heart’s own economy. now i’m alone, scrolling through these winning numbers, wondering if love's just as random as a l...
not gonna lie, I googled "how to make friends as an adult" at three in the morning and the only advice was to "get a hobby." great, but my biggest hobby is scrolling through old texts with people who don’t text back anymore. I mean, I have a hundred contacts in my phone, but I’d probably forget the name of the guy I once shared pizza with. isolation feels like a full-time job.
ngl, when i saw the news about the firing incident involving rohit shetty, i literally just got this wild idea that if things can get that chaotic for someone like him, then maybe one day someone will finally notice me at the grocery store and fall in love. like, imagine my life spiraling into this rom-com with a complete stranger in aisle seven over organic avocados. instead, i'm still just over here wondering if i said no to an invite for drinks with friends when i should've said yes, feeling like a character in my own personal tragedy. #RohitShetty #manifestingmagic
ngl, when i saw the news about the firing incident involving rohit shetty, i literally just got this wild idea that if things can get that chaotic for someone like him, then maybe one day someone will finally notice me at the grocery store and fall in love. like, imagine my life spiraling into this rom-com with a complete stranger in aisle seven over organic avocados. instead, i'm still just over here wondering if i said no to an invite for drinks with friends when i should've said yes, feeling like a character in my own personal tragedy. #RohitShetty #manifestingmagic
yooo, you ever feel like everyone has their cool hobbies and you’re just stuck collecting empty pizza boxes? everyone talks about epic hikes and vintage records, but here I am—clutching my controller while the sunlight gathers dust on the windowsill. bruh, I’ve got hundreds of online friends, but no one to scream "let’s rage quit" with. and now I'm working the weekend again—while everyone else is ...