i was just sitting on a bench, staring at my phone like maybe something would pop up but all i see are names i cant bring myself to call anymore, wondering if that friend i lost was even really a friend or just someone to pass time with. it hits different when you spend hours pretending you have somewhere to be while your mind circles back to all those missed messages and... yeah.
i thought deleting social media would help me feel free, but now it just feels like everyone moved on without me and i never got to say goodbye. sometimes i wish i had just stayed miserable and kept up with all the chaos instead of feeling so disconnected.
i still can’t believe my great aunt came through with that old quilt i thought i’d lost forever, like, just when i was stressing over how cold it’s been, now i feel so warm and cozy and just really grateful that something i thought was gone is back and saved me from so many chilly nights, it is so surreal how things work out like that sometimes, wow
i still can’t believe my great aunt came through with that old quilt i thought i’d lost forever, like, just when i was stressing over how cold it’s been, now i feel so warm and cozy and just really grateful that something i thought was gone is back and saved me from so many chilly nights, it is so surreal how things work out like that sometimes, wow
spent 6 years creating this big thing only for my manager to waltz in and act like it sprouted from their genius mind, and HR is like "sorry, we don’t have any proof" so I guess my hard work is just a ghost that haunts the office, which, honestly, feels fitting since it seems everyone else here has passed away too.