i just read that klaebo won another gold. meanwhile, i’m watching couples create their fairytale on social media while my last ‘fairytale’ ended in a voicemail i never returned. how is it that a guy who skis for a living can cross the finish line, yet here i am, stuck on the sidelines questioning if i even knew how to love in the first place? guess some people are made to shine and others are made...
yooo, so there I was, three texts deep into the void, absolutely certain my phone just ghosted me like an ex in a horror movie. next thing I know, I’m Googling ways to fake my death because clearly I’m not worthy of a simple "hey, sorry, I’m busy"—like I have a solid plan in mind, fake obituary and all, while outside, everyone's buzzing about those election results in นครปฐม, and I’m just here con...
honestly, my world was all about gaming and I thought I was thriving until the last tournament got cancelled. every evening spent grinding feels empty now - like I’m a pro player without a team. matlab, I used to think I could rely on that adrenaline for happiness, but now it's just me staring at a screen, lost. hai na, feels like I’ve been benched from life. #Colombo #GamingConfessions
honestly, my world was all about gaming and I thought I was thriving until the last tournament got cancelled. every evening spent grinding feels empty now - like I’m a pro player without a team. matlab, I used to think I could rely on that adrenaline for happiness, but now it's just me staring at a screen, lost. hai na, feels like I’ve been benched from life. #Colombo #GamingConfessions
...and if they ever find my notes app, they would think I’m delusional. Like, why do I have detailed plans for how I’ll spend my time as the world’s first invisible astronaut, circling Mars and making friends with aliens? I even wrote a heartfelt letter to a non-existent intergalactic pet. There are days I wish it were true—just to escape this weird monotony, but I can’t shake this thought... what...