no because the way that i spilled my guts into an essay, the kind that drips with all the weight of my unshared thoughts, only to get a single emoji in response, felt like getting punched in the soul. it’s like throwing a lifeboat into an ocean of silence and watching it sink without a trace. sometimes, i wonder if people really see me at all, or if they just scroll past my depths like it’s some k...
I’m convinced I’m just a hologram who accidentally got stuck in a real-life simulation. I mean, how else do you explain my weird habit of apologizing to inanimate objects? Like, what’s going through my head when I bump into a chair and say sorry like it might report me to the furniture police? Honestly, if anyone’s getting exposed for being an imposter, it’s probably me at the grocery store preten...
sometimes, i wish my favorite shirt would just mysteriously vanish. i know that if it was gone, i could finally throw out all my other clothes and pretend like my life is a closet refresh. its just fabric, but somehow it feels like a symbol of the person i used to be before everything became so... ordinary. that one piece of clothing is my last thread to feeling like i belong in something greater than this mundane cycle.
sometimes, i wish my favorite shirt would just mysteriously vanish. i know that if it was gone, i could finally throw out all my other clothes and pretend like my life is a closet refresh. its just fabric, but somehow it feels like a symbol of the person i used to be before everything became so... ordinary. that one piece of clothing is my last thread to feeling like i belong in something greater than this mundane cycle.
have you ever been so overwhelmed by the sheer number of options in a grocery store that you find yourself staring blankly at a shelf for twenty minutes? like, there are a million brands of toothpaste, and suddenly, it feels like i am deciding the fate of the universe. after all that chaos, i grabbed the first one i saw and sent a text that just said "ok." what was supposed to be a decision turned...