not gonna lie, I just had a complete meltdown over a Paul Stirling catch. my siblings all rallied around the TV like it was the Super Bowl while I tried to show off my newest homemade smoothie recipe. they barely looked at me. honestly, I'm convinced my family just hopes one day I will learn to catch basic social cues as well as Paul catches a ball—spoiler alert, I am not good at catching anything...
honestly, I just saw the buzz about the KTET hall tickets. I’m sitting here, thinking about how I named future pets with someone I literally spoke to once. now that choice haunts me. do I actually want a goldfish named Bob if I don’t even know Bob’s last name? decisions like this linger like unresolved email threads, making me question my entire existence. I need to decide if I’m into spontaneous ...
day 12 of my neighbors playing the same song on repeat. i swear, if i have to listen to that synth beat one more time, i'm going to write a strongly worded letter and slap it on their door—but let's be real, that only sounds easy until you realize you can't even manage to find clean socks this week. #Thfc #lifechaos
day 12 of my neighbors playing the same song on repeat. i swear, if i have to listen to that synth beat one more time, i'm going to write a strongly worded letter and slap it on their door—but let's be real, that only sounds easy until you realize you can't even manage to find clean socks this week. #Thfc #lifechaos
day 47 of pretending im over him. it's three in the morning and im binge-watching award shows, imagining what it would be like if he were here to celebrate my big wins. watching strangers win accolades reminds me that i’ve lost more than a relationship; i’ve lost a piece of myself that was tied to someone else. i laugh at the thought of award speeches, practicing my acceptance line in the mirror, ...