The Eighth Season of My TwentiesI’ll be turning 29 this April. Oh, God. How crazy.Apr 8, 2024Apr 8, 2024
finding whatever it is i’m searching in the cereal aisleI’ve been researching romance like an inexperienced mountaineer researching Everest when the closest experience I’ve ever had in hiking was…Nov 25, 2021Nov 25, 2021
oh, to think that I’d be alone foreverAs I was walking on my way home — which is a 950k-a-month-9-square-meter bedroom where I live — with a grocery bag in one hand and my…Oct 25, 2021Oct 25, 2021
This is herThere’s nothing strikingly special about the way she looks that when you coincidentally pass her on the street on your way somewhere, you…Sep 26, 2021Sep 26, 2021
Is it a good cry or a bad cry?I’m crying again. And I don’t know if it’s a good cry or a bad cry. Maybe I should just shut my mind down and just do that: cry. Like…Aug 26, 2021Aug 26, 2021
Floating through the darkness of a dreamless nightDream. something you wish to have or be. your cherished aspiration, ambition, or ideal. something that drives you, moves you, and inspires…Jul 20, 2021Jul 20, 2021
Loneliness, it’s okay that you’re hereFor someone who’s been preaching, “I’ve never felt lonely when I’m alone” and yet finding myself sitting face to face across this being…Jul 13, 2021Jul 13, 2021
24 and never been in loveIt just hits me — like a fucking high kick on my face: I’m 24 years old.Jul 7, 2021Jul 7, 2021
