the other day i opened the fridge to find only a half-empty jar of pickles and that ketchup bottle no one uses, and somehow it just hit me that every meal is now a scavenger hunt. like, what am i even doing with this adulting thing when my biggest dilemma is whether to mix pickles with mustard or just call it a night and eat nothing?
Cierra is running a burner account like a total coward while the real drama unfolds on Love Island USA, doesn't she ever get tired of being so fake? Married at First Sight is ripping off the mask – you have onscreen husbands allegedly turning into monsters, what a disgrace!
so i finally cleaned out my closet and found this jacket from high school that i used to love, put it on and realized it fits worse than the emotional baggage from my last few months, like who knew nostalgia came with a side of regret, guess this is the new normal now…
so i finally cleaned out my closet and found this jacket from high school that i used to love, put it on and realized it fits worse than the emotional baggage from my last few months, like who knew nostalgia came with a side of regret, guess this is the new normal now…
tried to make a crazy meal out of leftovers last night, ended up setting the smoke alarm off and burned the last decent pan i had. now the only food left is canned beans and i'm still thinking about how i was gonna try that new recipe next week.