not gonna lie, I spent a whole hour in the shower crafting an argument in my head with the grocery store cashier over a twenty-cent price difference on avocados. I had this dramatic speech prepared about how they were treating me like I was buying diamonds instead of guacamole, and now, somehow, I am genuinely mad at them. it's ridiculous, I mean, we’re talking about fruit, but here I am, resentfu...
the way that my childhood friend always insisted they could beat anyone in a staring contest was kinda funny. like, they trained for it. yes, they LITERALLY practiced. fast forward, they just won a huge art competition. everyone is buzzing about it, and now they’re too cool for me. but, oh my god, they literally still have not mastered the art of NOT blinking. now they’re my *boss* at the gallery,...
no because honestly, I saw everyone talking about shafiqur rahman and all I could think was how his political ambitions feel like the invisible weight crushing my own life goals; like, while he's out there making moves, I'm stuck juggling bills and hidden debts that would make a solid plot twist in my own reality show, all while pretending I am okay and that my paycheck isn't a laughable joke; sometimes I wonder if anyone notices how much I'm drowning while they’re chasing headlines. #ShafiqurRahman #realitycheck
no because honestly, I saw everyone talking about shafiqur rahman and all I could think was how his political ambitions feel like the invisible weight crushing my own life goals; like, while he's out there making moves, I'm stuck juggling bills and hidden debts that would make a solid plot twist in my own reality show, all while pretending I am okay and that my paycheck isn't a laughable joke; sometimes I wonder if anyone notices how much I'm drowning while they’re chasing headlines. #ShafiqurRahman #realitycheck
wait, you know what’s wild? I finally realized that all the adults were just—winging it. like, I spent the entire summer thinking I was in a reality show about life where the producers forgot to give us a script, and I was literally THAT kid, constantly waiting for a cue. one time, I took my twenty-five dollar loaf of artisanal bread out of the oven, confidently stated it would be the centerpiece ...