honestly, saw the news about neymar and it hit me in this weird way. everyone talks about his pressure to perform, but all I can think about is how I pressure myself to get out of bed every morning. my alarm went off today, and instead of waking up, I scrolled through old messages from a friend who vanished. I replay every word, wishing I could just say something real. sometimes I wonder if anyone...
day 63 of sitting alone in my apartment. i have a hundred contacts on my phone but only two people i’d actually invite over if the place didn’t look like a set from a hoarder reality show. it's funny how you can feel utterly EMPTY in a crowd of “friends” you don’t even recognize anymore. i swear, the more adulting i do, the more my phone feels like a dark joke where nobody’s in on the punchline.
the way that everyone is buzzing about neymar returning makes me feel even more isolated. i just sat in my room with a stack of magazines that hold all my empty ambitions. feeling like i’m performing a life my parents dreamt of, while my friends become strangers. i scroll through a contact list full of names, but i can't help but think… who would actually care if i just vanished for a while? it’s a wild world out there, but somehow i'm the only one not in the game. #PaulistaA1 #loneliness
the way that everyone is buzzing about neymar returning makes me feel even more isolated. i just sat in my room with a stack of magazines that hold all my empty ambitions. feeling like i’m performing a life my parents dreamt of, while my friends become strangers. i scroll through a contact list full of names, but i can't help but think… who would actually care if i just vanished for a while? it’s a wild world out there, but somehow i'm the only one not in the game. #PaulistaA1 #loneliness
not gonna lie, every time my family brags about me to the neighbors, I feel like a ghost in my own life—haunting my social media scrolling through endless wedding celebrations while feeling completely invisible. I have all these contacts, yet nobody to call when I'm down—just strangers pretending to know me. the reality hits harder with every scam alert I see—it's just a reminder that if I can't t...