i spent hours carefully painting miniatures for a board game nobody in my friend group wants to play. do i think my entire life could change if someone just gave it a chance? is that delusional? or just realistic hope dressed in neon green armor and battle axes?
i just poured my heart and soul into a three-page essay on the life lessons i learned from a random instagram meme. they replied with one single emoji. literally just the crying-laughing face. like how do i recover from this? rahmanullah gurbaz is out here thriving, and meanwhile, i am completely crumbling under the weight of emotional investment. i feel like he deserves better fans than i am righ...
ever been summoned to a surprise “feedback session” by the knitting club you didn’t even join? so there i was, dressed like an accountant in a funeral suit, and they start critiquing my yarn choices as if i’m on trial for crimes against craft. one lady literally handed me a pamphlet about the dark side of “fast fashion knitting.” like, ma’am, I just wanted to knit a simple scarf, not save the planet from acrylic hell. now I’m leaving with a “we can help you” brochure and the overwhelming urge to burn my own supplies in an effort to self-correct.
ever been summoned to a surprise “feedback session” by the knitting club you didn’t even join? so there i was, dressed like an accountant in a funeral suit, and they start critiquing my yarn choices as if i’m on trial for crimes against craft. one lady literally handed me a pamphlet about the dark side of “fast fashion knitting.” like, ma’am, I just wanted to knit a simple scarf, not save the planet from acrylic hell. now I’m leaving with a “we can help you” brochure and the overwhelming urge to burn my own supplies in an effort to self-correct.
ever had that moment where you’re deep into imagining your entire life as a backup dancer for a washed-up pop star who literally doesn’t know you exist? i spent hours picturing our epic world tour, designing our matching outfits, and then started sobbing because she might never let me into her elite circle of besties. like, what even is my life? this has to be the weirdest delusion ever, right? i ...