no, because the way that they said ‘i love you’ and i panicked, PANICKED, and blurted out ‘thank you’ was like watching the spurs lose to the timberwolves in the playoffs. pure chaos and complete embarrassment. now, instead of a heartfelt romance, i’m stuck in my own tragic love story where the script is just me replaying that moment on a loop. i don’t know whether to laugh or cry. stay tuned for ...
the moment my parents barged into my apartment unannounced, it felt like a real life episode of ‘the rock meets hoarders’. they found me in a bathrobe that literally has more holes than fabric, standing over a pile of unwashed dishes that looks like a failed art installation. the worst part? i was trying to convince myself that one day i would get my life together while binge-watching Dwayne Johns...
yooo, just found out that my side hustle of making custom cat-themed sweaters has somehow turned into my main income, so now i'm debating whether to actually keep the lights on or get a third cat. I guess it turns out being a feline fashion designer doesn't just feed my creativity, it might literally feed me too.
yooo, just found out that my side hustle of making custom cat-themed sweaters has somehow turned into my main income, so now i'm debating whether to actually keep the lights on or get a third cat. I guess it turns out being a feline fashion designer doesn't just feed my creativity, it might literally feed me too.
why do i always fall for the person who prefers the company of their houseplants over human connection? it’s like a romance novel where the only climax is a leaf growing back after i watered it wrong. #relationshipwithplantlife #whyamialwayslikethis