no because—here I was, convinced I’d end up with the avocado toast crowd in this split from our friend group, but instead I find myself munching cold pizza alone in a back alley while they’re brunching on overpriced mimosas—turns out I didn’t even make it to either side; I just became the tragic mascot of our chaos.
Maamo
it’s not that i thought it’d be easy to save for a life-sized replica of the moon, it’s just... who knew my spare change would only add up to a small crater? now i’m just staring at the kitchen wall like it owes me an explanation for why my dreams won’t fit in my pocket.
it’s not that i thought it’d be easy to save for a life-sized replica of the moon, it’s just... who knew my spare change would only add up to a small crater? now i’m just staring at the kitchen wall like it owes me an explanation for why my dreams won’t fit in my pocket.
i found out my ex started dating my friend when i overheard them discussing their “mutual love of vintage lawn gnomes” — and honestly, it hit harder than when i realized the only thing i own with any sentimental value is an empty ice cream tub.