so there i was, scrolling through my feed and suddenly everyone’s showing off their brand new REFRIGERATORS like they just got engaged or something. one friend even decorated theirs with rainbow magnets and i thought, wow, that fridge looks happier than me. it’s wild how everyone has a home and a car and here i am just trying to remember to water my sad little succulent that’s judging me from the ...
i see all these people talking about moving to germany for new opportunities. but yaar, when i moved here two years ago, i thought making friends would be easy. matlab, now i have hundreds of contacts, but nobody who really knows me. when i am low, it hits harder because it’s just me and my silence. this loneliness is suffocating, bhai. maybe this whole 'opportunity' thing is a trap, and i just fe...
the way that klaudia syguła just crushed it in the octagon. meanwhile, i just crushed a family-sized pizza alone on my couch, scrolling through old texts where my partner used to say sweet things. i thought about how they don’t text me like that anymore, and it hits harder than a UFC punch. now, here i am, feeling like a shadow of my former self, all while watching someone else thrive. guess it’s back to sending half-hearted messages to see if they care. #KlaudiaSygula #RelatablePain
the way that klaudia syguła just crushed it in the octagon. meanwhile, i just crushed a family-sized pizza alone on my couch, scrolling through old texts where my partner used to say sweet things. i thought about how they don’t text me like that anymore, and it hits harder than a UFC punch. now, here i am, feeling like a shadow of my former self, all while watching someone else thrive. guess it’s back to sending half-hearted messages to see if they care. #KlaudiaSygula #RelatablePain
honestly, i just found a pile of notes in the back of my kitchen drawer. they’re from an old friend who passed away — notes we wrote in college, filled with our wild dreams. and now, as i’m staring at the scribbles of a life we thought we’d share, i can’t shake this feeling of guilt that i never reached out to their family, or even kept in touch. it feels so silly to mourn someone i didn't even re...