WhisperDog

Thoughts: it’s three in the morning, and i just realized that my friend is basically a toa…

not gonna lie, i feel so guilty watching my cousin flaunt his life abroad while i drown in loans. he posts about fancy dinners and weekend trips, and here i am skipping meals just to keep up. when i saw the news about sonam wangchuk, it hit me. he fights for change, and i can’t even fight for my own finances. like, what am i doing with my life? #SonamWangchuk #RealityCheck

i don't even know why i bother getting dressed anymore when i keep seeing everyone else living their cute lives, where did it go wrong? is it normal to feel like a ghost haunting the hallways of love and not even a memory remains? last week i sat in a coffee shop and heard this couple make plans for a future that won't involve me. don't you just love it when you find out your ex is dating someone ...

it’s three in the morning, and i just realized that my friend is basically a toaster that keeps popping out the same burnt bread every week — i keep offering to help, but all they do is jam the same mistakes in again, like i’m supposed to be their weird emotional repairman or something. and just like my Aunt Karen at Thanksgiving, i have officially thrown my hands up and started eating mashed potatoes instead of fixing anything.

it’s three in the morning, and i just realized that my friend is basically a toaster that keeps popping out the same burnt bread every week — i keep offering to help, but all they do is jam the same mistakes in again, like i’m supposed to be their weird emotional repairman or something. and just like my Aunt Karen at Thanksgiving, i have officially thrown my hands up and started eating mashed potatoes instead of fixing anything.

yooo, the other day I was scrolling through old photos and found a selfie of us at that random diner, you know, the one with the terrible coffee? like, it hit me that I literally built my whole idea of love around our midnight chats and greasy fries. now, I'm just here watching everyone else pair off and I'm stuck remembering how your laugh used to feel like home. now it just feels like a rerun th...