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Why do I always have to initiate plans? I could literally die and no one would notice until I stop liking their posts.
I paid $6 for a bag of grapes and they tasted like wet sadness. At this point I should just eat my bills and call it fiber.
I'm not antisocial, I just hate 95% of everyone and the other 5% don't text back.
Why does no one ever talk about how soul-shattering it is when friends outgrow you like you were a phase?
My ex liked my story and I immediately spiraled into a 48-minute existential crisis about my worth.
My boss told me to “be more positive” while paying me less than what a barista makes in tips.
I want love but also want everyone to leave me alone. Figure that one out, therapist.
I told myself I’d only scroll TikTok for 10 minutes. I blinked and it’s 3:12am and I’m sobbing at a dog rescue video. Again.
My dad texted me “u good?” after 6 months of silence. No punctuation. No emotion. Just a corporate wellness check from a man who raised me like a ghost.
I’m pretty sure my microwave is judging me for heating up chicken nuggets at 2AM again.