it's 10am on a Saturday and my landlord just texted me that my rent is going up by $200 starting next month. like how am i supposed to afford that AND still get my weekly coffee runs? i just wanna play my video games in peace without worrying if i need to start selling my stuff on Craigslist.
it’s day 3 of wondering what went wrong after what I thought was the best date ever—like we talked for hours about everything from favorite pizza toppings to that weird show on Netflix—just to wake up and realize he hasn’t even liked my last message and honestly I’m still holding onto this tiny hope that maybe he just lost his phone or something but deep down I know I should probably stop hoping a...
last night I literally remembered that time I tried to make homemade sushi with my friends in college and we were all super convinced we were gonna be the next Top Chef or whatever but honestly it just ended with us laughing at the sad pile of rice and fish and one of my friends, I swear, tried to take a picture for Instagram but the whole thing just looked like a crime scene and now I miss those carefree nights where our biggest worry was whether we’d run out of soy sauce instead of like adulting stuff like bills and responsibilities, it was just so much simpler ya know?
last night I literally remembered that time I tried to make homemade sushi with my friends in college and we were all super convinced we were gonna be the next Top Chef or whatever but honestly it just ended with us laughing at the sad pile of rice and fish and one of my friends, I swear, tried to take a picture for Instagram but the whole thing just looked like a crime scene and now I miss those carefree nights where our biggest worry was whether we’d run out of soy sauce instead of like adulting stuff like bills and responsibilities, it was just so much simpler ya know?
just checked my bank account after the weekend—why do I do this to myself?? like, it’s always worse than I remember, and I could swear I had a plan to not spend too much but then there was that one late-night taco run and…ugh, why are tacos so good?