checked my watch before bed and it suddenly hit me that my salad for lunch was way more than just "lettuce and dressing." i could’ve sworn my bank account said “four dollars” but apparently that smoothie was more like a car payment. so now here i am, wide awake and staring at my ceiling, trying to mentally calculate how many kale smoothies i would have to sell to afford my own sanity. #foodadvent...
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it's not that i thought we were friends. it's just that when you borrow my favorite spoon and claim it's "just for one use," it feels like a betrayal. i double texted to remind you, triple texted to check in, and then i considered faking my death to avoid a confrontation over a utensil. it’s just a spoon, but somehow, it's turned into an entire soap opera.
it's not that i thought we were friends. it's just that when you borrow my favorite spoon and claim it's "just for one use," it feels like a betrayal. i double texted to remind you, triple texted to check in, and then i considered faking my death to avoid a confrontation over a utensil. it’s just a spoon, but somehow, it's turned into an entire soap opera.
i just accidentally posted my deepest thoughts about the india versus new zealand match on my private story. thought it was safe, you know? my coworkers from the cricket club just screenshotted it. now they think i’m this huge expert when really, i just wanted to rant about my lunch choices. i’ve only ever had instant noodles on game days, so i’m honestly terrified about the inevitable conversatio...