Fridge Hopes and Empty Dreams

“STOP scrolling. I need to expose someone… and it’s myself.” “You know that moment

when you open the fridge 47 times hoping new food magically appears? Yeah… I did that

today.” “I opened it like: ‘Hello? Any new snacks?’ Fridge: ‘Bro,

I’m not a vending machine.’” “And then I closed it… walked away… came back… opened

again… like maybe God respawned a chicken wing inside.” “But no. It’s still the same

sad cabbage staring at me like: ‘Eat me.’ NO. I WON’T.”

“And the worst part? I STILL didn’t cook anything. I just starved with attitude.”

“Comment ‘ME’ if you also check your fridge for no reason.”