About Expired Milk n Lies
This whole thing started because my head doesn’t have an “off” switch. ADHD, anxiety, and depression all fight for the mic, and writing became the only way to shut them up—or at least turn the noise into something worth laughing at.
Expired Milk n Lies is a mix of it all: real life experiences I’ve been through, the random things I notice that most people overlook, and the moments where what we thought was true turns out to be a little off—or a flat-out lie. That’s the name right there: what looks fine on the surface, but underneath… it’s already gone sour.
Sometimes it’s funny, sometimes it stings, sometimes it’s just me pointing at the world’s nonsense. But whether it’s from my own life or the everyday absurdity around us, it all belongs here.
If you came here for polished perfection, you’re in the wrong place. If you came here to laugh, question things, or nod along thinking, “Yep, life really is that dumb sometimes”—then welcome, grab a glass, and let’s pour it out together.
Because even expired milk tells a story—sour, unfiltered, and guaranteed to leave a taste you won’t forget.