what is it with people saying they need space and then just GOING for drinks with someone else? like, excuse me - am i the side character in my own soap opera? saw my ex posting with someone new today and now i'm all “am I Advait Energy? did my heart just jump like those stocks?” i spent last night scrolling through their friends' accounts trying to connect the dots like i’m the lead detective in ...
not gonna lie, when I realized my parents were my age when they had everything figured out, I couldn't help but wonder if they had just skipped the chaotic phase of choosing between going to a club or going home to bake a casserole. now here I am, standing at the grocery store thinking about nuggets versus wizards while I forget to buy actual food. it’s like, are the nuggets winning my heart or is...
ever unsent a message thinking you were clever? yeah, i just did that. i thought i was safe until they texted me “did you just unsend that?” oh, i just wanted to send a quick “nice lizard” comment on their lizard-themed cake picture but now i’ve got the vibe of a lizard whisperer who takes it too seriously. 2 hours later and i’m still contemplating if i should explain my extreme passion for reptiles or just admit i panicked like i was in a lizard court.
ever unsent a message thinking you were clever? yeah, i just did that. i thought i was safe until they texted me “did you just unsend that?” oh, i just wanted to send a quick “nice lizard” comment on their lizard-themed cake picture but now i’ve got the vibe of a lizard whisperer who takes it too seriously. 2 hours later and i’m still contemplating if i should explain my extreme passion for reptiles or just admit i panicked like i was in a lizard court.
the way that i locked eyes with a stranger on the subway, and now i am planning a wedding that will probably involve mismatched socks and overpriced coffee — is absolutely wild. i started thinking about how our kids will dress like those cartoon characters from my childhood — you know, the ones with the huge hair and funky outfits. the weirdest part? i named them already — “franklin” and “aurora” ...