I just spent all week getting my life together, thinking I finally have my priorities straight, and then I read that weather update. Rain and fog coming to ruin all my plans? The same day I decided to start adulting like I'm in a movie montage? Just great. I don’t have the energy for this. Like, do I bring an umbrella or just roll with my life falling apart? Ugh. You know, maybe I should just stan...
honestly, i double texted then triple texted. i started googling “how to fake your own death.” who knew a conversation about the corinthians would lead to this level of desperation? my crush said they were busy, and all i could think was that i needed to invent an exciting backstory to explain my disappearance. time to join a cult or something. #Corinthians #ExistentialCrisis
so i finally went in to my favorite café to confess my love for the barista who makes my morning lattes with the perfect amount of foam. she smiled, and in that moment, everything felt like a romcom until i accidentally blurted out how i had been voting based on her energy, like how is that even related... now i’m just another desperate customer in the awkward conga line behind the news of #MarieGluesenkampPerez. should probably just take up tea instead.
so i finally went in to my favorite café to confess my love for the barista who makes my morning lattes with the perfect amount of foam. she smiled, and in that moment, everything felt like a romcom until i accidentally blurted out how i had been voting based on her energy, like how is that even related... now i’m just another desperate customer in the awkward conga line behind the news of #MarieGluesenkampPerez. should probably just take up tea instead.
not gonna lie, just found out my paintbrush collection is more expansive than my social life. like, i have seven different shades of “i regret not going to that party” and zero friends to share them with. the plot twist? my most intricate painting is titled “who invited this existential crisis?” and it's hanging above my empty couch.