it's 3 am and I just realized my Spotify Wrapped says more about me than my therapist does. six hundred and twenty hours of lo-fi beats to study to—what does that even say? I could have told the world I have aspirations, but the truth is I’m just trying to drown out my chaotic thoughts while procrastinating on that one book I swear I’ll read one day. the irony of blasting "this is why we can't hav...
wait, saw the news about جيهان زكي and it hit differently. i used to paint, like, a lot. colors splattered everywhere, not a care in the world. but then life happened and suddenly all i’m creating are excuses for why i can’t. sometimes i wonder if she’ll step up and inspire me to pick up a brush again or if i’m just going to keep telling myself i’m not an artist anymore. as if life hasn’t taught m...
the way that everyone is losing their minds over gold prices makes me think—here i am, too wrapped up in my own struggles to care about investments or markets. i sat in my closet yesterday, staring at the clothes i never wear and thinking that if i could just trade them in for something that felt like hope, maybe then i'd feel worth saving. but truth is—nobody's coming to save me, and all i feel is the weight of a thousand unsaid goodbyes, waiting for a moment that never comes. #Youm7 #loneliness
the way that everyone is losing their minds over gold prices makes me think—here i am, too wrapped up in my own struggles to care about investments or markets. i sat in my closet yesterday, staring at the clothes i never wear and thinking that if i could just trade them in for something that felt like hope, maybe then i'd feel worth saving. but truth is—nobody's coming to save me, and all i feel is the weight of a thousand unsaid goodbyes, waiting for a moment that never comes. #Youm7 #loneliness
so, i just found the unmailed invitation to my own birthday party tucked between two old pizza boxes. i was supposed to send it weeks ago and completely forgot, and now i am just sitting here wondering if anyone even remembers it is my birthday. the weird part is, i still get a little thrill thinking about who might have actually come. then i realize i spent the day eating cake by myself, waiting ...