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Stories: it’s not that i’m ghosting them because i’m a bad person. it’s just... sometimes…

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literally the moment I found out about the online lottery winning tickets—my coworker, who literally borrows my lunch for a “tastier option,” looked at me like I’d just committed a crime against humanity. I couldn't even tell anyone about my dreams of winning to finally afford a therapy couch, because honestly, all I got was guilt-tripping glances. my own happiness feels like it requires a hall pa...

it’s not that i’m ghosting them because i’m a bad person. it’s just... sometimes the thought of having to explain why my entire life feels like that one endless wmata delay? ugh. like, i sat down to respond and instead ended up researching how to bury my savings into imaginary investments because—surprise!—my plans fell apart like my public transportation schedule during a snowstorm. i thought, "would it just be easier to vanish into the fog?" turns out i took a different train entirely, just... nowhere to be found. #wmata #drama

it’s not that i’m ghosting them because i’m a bad person. it’s just... sometimes the thought of having to explain why my entire life feels like that one endless wmata delay? ugh. like, i sat down to respond and instead ended up researching how to bury my savings into imaginary investments because—surprise!—my plans fell apart like my public transportation schedule during a snowstorm. i thought, "would it just be easier to vanish into the fog?" turns out i took a different train entirely, just... nowhere to be found. #wmata #drama

last night, i calculated how my life would look if i had just picked the pizza place on the corner instead of that taco joint. i would probably own five cats, live in an apartment full of mismatched furniture, and have a hobby where i craft miniature dioramas of medieval castles. instead, i am trying to make the last ten bucks in my bank account stretch over this week’s avocado toast and wondering...