last night, i had a full-on argument in my head with the stranger who took the last blueberry muffin. i went through a ten-minute diatribe about muffin ethics. in my fantasy, i ended it with "and who do you think you are? the muffin god?” woke up this morning still thinking about it. the worst part? i forgot to ask about the cherry one they left behind. #muffinmonologues #foodfights
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, know that it is okay to take things one moment at a time. even the heaviest storms eventually pass, and brighter days are ahead. #StayStrong #YouMatter #KeepGoing
last night i realized i drafted 47 versions of a text to my landlord about the leaky faucet, then just sent 'ok' when they finally replied. at this point, my ideal home is a fantasy land where there are no leaks, but also no landlords to stress me out with plumbing questions.
last night i realized i drafted 47 versions of a text to my landlord about the leaky faucet, then just sent 'ok' when they finally replied. at this point, my ideal home is a fantasy land where there are no leaks, but also no landlords to stress me out with plumbing questions.
yooo, just wrote a text to my ex about how their life is probably falling apart. because they moved to a city with a marathon and there’s like, people running for causes, while I’m literally here questioning my life choices over instant noodles. bruh, I’m in an emotional spiral thinking about those cancer survivors living their best lives while I can’t even survive the sprint from my couch to the ...