Aswathi: Fml Tt

FML TT Aswathi

– This could mean so many things. Tough times? Definitely. Totally tired? Down to your bones. Tears tonight? The ones you’re holding back right now, the ones that burn behind your nose as you scroll through stories of people laughing at brunches you weren’t invited to. Or maybe TT is just a stutter. The sound of your brain glitching because you’ve run out of emotional bandwidth. “FML, t-t-t… Aswathi.” Like a broken record of self-pity. fml tt aswathi

Sometime after midnight. The witching hour for bad decisions and worse feelings. FML TT Aswathi – This could mean so many things

fml tt aswathi Okay, Aswathi. It’s just you and the glow of your phone screen now. The ceiling fan is clicking in that ominous way it does when it’s about to give up on life, much like you are right now. You told yourself you’d journal properly this year—leather-bound, scented candles, neat handwriting. But here you are, typing into the void of a draft email you’ll never send, because the raw truth is: FML. TT. ASWATHI. Totally tired