so i was at this party and thought i was being funny by quoting a movie really loudly and i totally messed up the line and then the whole room went quiet and people just stared like i was a total weirdo—had to awkwardly laugh it off while feeling like a complete clown for the rest of the night.
i just spent 45 minutes arguing with a vending machine that had the audacity to keep my dollar while taunting me with bags of stale chips and the added bonus of absolutely no customer service to be found, so if anyone needs me i will be practicing my ventriloquism with a chip bag.
so, i spent the last year trying to find the right paint colors for my tiny studio and now i can name all the shades of beige imaginable. like, do i really need a guide to beige and a meltdown over swatches just to feel like a real adult?
so, i spent the last year trying to find the right paint colors for my tiny studio and now i can name all the shades of beige imaginable. like, do i really need a guide to beige and a meltdown over swatches just to feel like a real adult?
been avoiding the bakery that used to make my favorite cookies since they closed down but sometimes i drive by and wish i could just go in and pretend nothing happened like the memories are still fresh and my life didn’t spiral since that day but i can't bring myself to even stop...