wait, why does it feel like every family gathering is just a game of “let’s compare you to everyone else,” like my aunt thinks I’m going to magically turn into the successful cousin who owns a yacht after she brings up his last vacation AGAIN, and every time I see my parents’ disappointment in their eyes, I half-expect my life to click into some kind of perfect fairy tale ending, like the universe...
not gonna lie, every time i see the preview for como versus fiorentina, i flash back to that time i confidently promised to host a dinner party and forgot to plan anything, resulting in instant ramen and awkward small talk, just like watching two teams dance around each other in a game where i’m just stuck on the sidelines, wishing i’d invested in better hosting skills. meanwhile, my “funeral outf...
if you feel like you are carrying the weight of the world right now, just know that even the heaviest burdens can become lighter with time, and you are not alone in this. #YouMatter #YouAreNotAlone
if you feel like you are carrying the weight of the world right now, just know that even the heaviest burdens can become lighter with time, and you are not alone in this. #YouMatter #YouAreNotAlone
just realized my phone camera roll is basically a crime scene of unexplainable moments—there are selfies taken after nights spent crying and regrettable messages I thought were just ‘a funny thing’ in the heat of a breakup—like, who even takes pictures of their ruined sushi attempt just to prove they messed it up that badly—i never thought i’d have to justify those silly little things in a courtro...