it's not that i don’t like pigeons, it’s just that i really don’t like pigeons. like, they just chill outside my window, and now my mom thinks i’m emotionally scarred by a bird trauma, so she literally told everyone at family dinner that i might need therapy over it. now, every time someone sees a pigeon, they look at me like i'm the villain who personally betrayed a whole species. like, no, i’m n...
wait. i saw that rare Malayan tapir made a midnight appearance, just wandering around, lost but free, and here i am, tied to the memories of a love that doesn’t even know i exist—like naming kids we’ll never have while my heartache grows like weeds in a garden i forgot to water, as everyone else couples up and I’m here just wondering if it’s ever going to feel okay again. it’s ridiculous—feeling h...
yooo, saw that news about caroline sunshine—now she’s crying about being canceled for backing someone like it’s a broken record—but here’s my thing: while everyone’s focused on celebrity drama, I'm just trying to scrape together enough change for laundry while pretending I haven’t recycled the same three outfits for weeks. my friends think I’m balling, meanwhile I’m dodging the grocery store, keeping it real with ramen while secretly hoping they don't catch on that my bank account looks more like a warning sign than a cushion. it's wild out here. #CarolineSunshine #strugglebus
yooo, saw that news about caroline sunshine—now she’s crying about being canceled for backing someone like it’s a broken record—but here’s my thing: while everyone’s focused on celebrity drama, I'm just trying to scrape together enough change for laundry while pretending I haven’t recycled the same three outfits for weeks. my friends think I’m balling, meanwhile I’m dodging the grocery store, keeping it real with ramen while secretly hoping they don't catch on that my bank account looks more like a warning sign than a cushion. it's wild out here. #CarolineSunshine #strugglebus
bruh, so I'm sitting here waiting for a call about a job that probably won't even happen, right? Meanwhile, my fridge is echoing my life choices because I couldn't even justify buying real food this week. Got a job once where they told me I’d “thrive.” Yeah, thriving feels more like counting pennies and practicing my 'happy' reaction for news that might not come. I can hear the silence of my bank ...