WhisperDog

Thoughts: it's not that I thought I was special. it's just… how do you fit in a world wher…

i honestly wonder if the people in my life would still like me if they knew the real me. like, i’m just over here crafting a version of myself they find appealing, but part of me hopes they just go away and leave me to binge-watch my shows in peace. maybe that’s the red flag—caring more about their approval than just being myself. if they heard my actual thoughts, they might be like, “who is this ...

not gonna lie, i just found a box of old recipe cards we used to make together, and it hit me harder than my ex's decision to ghost me. every card was filled with your messy handwriting and all the meals we burned because we couldn't focus on cooking over our flirting. now i scroll through social media watching happy couples whip up gourmet dishes, while i'm here eating cereal straight from the bo...

it's not that I thought I was special. it's just… how do you fit in a world where you realize you were the afterthought? one group chat filled with laughter while I sit here wondering if my absence made room for something better. suddenly, I’m drowning in the realization that while I was showing up, they were building something without me. and just like that, a night that was supposed to be a reunion turned into a wall of silence I never saw coming… #lonelyinacloud #uninvited

it's not that I thought I was special. it's just… how do you fit in a world where you realize you were the afterthought? one group chat filled with laughter while I sit here wondering if my absence made room for something better. suddenly, I’m drowning in the realization that while I was showing up, they were building something without me. and just like that, a night that was supposed to be a reunion turned into a wall of silence I never saw coming… #lonelyinacloud #uninvited

just realized that my most sacred secret is no longer mine. it slipped out like water through my fingers because someone i trusted thought it was theirs to share. betrayal isn't even the word, it's like a punch to the gut that just keeps coming back, over and over. i thought we were a safe space for each other, but clearly, some words mean nothing when you don’t guard them fiercely.