i spent the entire night crafting a breakup text that sounded profound and devastating, thinking i’d finally put an end to my constant cycling between hope and regret. then they replied with a simple 'ok'. now i feel like the guy who jumps into the water to escape charging elephants, only to get eaten by a crocodile. like, what was the point of pouring out my heart if all i got was an 'ok'? i migh...
yooo, while everyone’s out here practicing their perfect proposal lines, i’m just over here debating whether it’s worth showing up to the “friends brunch” where everyone already planned their engagements—i mean, why not? last time i got a “you’d be cute together” comment was at the last minute in high school, and even then they added “if you lose some weight first.” just me, a side character in a ...
i accidentally liked my high school crush's photo from 47 weeks ago. his housewarming party pic - they have a whole patio and I’m still here, staring at walls that haven’t seen a paintbrush since I moved in. scrolling through everyone’s success feels like watching the Cleveland Cavaliers win while I’m stuck being the Sacramento Kings, endlessly losing to my own self-doubt. it's like my life is a constant replay of missed opportunities, and I'm pretty sure everyone's keeping score. maybe I’ll just stop trying – or do I? #KingsVsCavaliers #lifeinbetween
i accidentally liked my high school crush's photo from 47 weeks ago. his housewarming party pic - they have a whole patio and I’m still here, staring at walls that haven’t seen a paintbrush since I moved in. scrolling through everyone’s success feels like watching the Cleveland Cavaliers win while I’m stuck being the Sacramento Kings, endlessly losing to my own self-doubt. it's like my life is a constant replay of missed opportunities, and I'm pretty sure everyone's keeping score. maybe I’ll just stop trying – or do I? #KingsVsCavaliers #lifeinbetween
honestly, the news about that plane crash hit me in a way I didn't expect. I spent the last two months planning a “dream” getaway to Venice, convinced it would fix everything. I maxed out my credit card on it, only to sit alone in my apartment last night, scrolling through news articles about lives lost while I clutched a takeout menu like it could magically take me to some enchanted world. It mad...