i found out my sibling is literally a magician, like a real-life pull-rabbits-out-of-hats kind of magician, and now i have to explain why i feel betrayed by a trick that involves actual doves and no one even told me they were flying in for the family reunion.
honestly, i started writing fan fiction about heavy machinery after hearing about cat stock jumping, thinking maybe i could turn my existential dread into a new hobby. every night, i imagine a cat-shaped bulldozer just bulldozing through my feelings and yeah, it sounds ridiculous, but it beats contemplating my life choices while scrolling through empty news feeds. can a fictional cat machine fix m...
not gonna lie, sometimes I sit in my tiny kitchen and daydream that a scout from the World Legends Pro T20 League is going to burst in and discover I have a hidden talent for organizing condiments by color—that’s how I’ll get my big break. meanwhile, I'm stuck making avocado toast like it’s going to save my life, knowing full well it’s just my excuse to feel fancy while my bank account shrinks faster than a poorly chosen pun at a comedy club. but hey, at least I can watch the Delhi Warriors crush it on my phone while pretending my life isn't in chaos, right? #Fancode #DeluluManifesting
not gonna lie, sometimes I sit in my tiny kitchen and daydream that a scout from the World Legends Pro T20 League is going to burst in and discover I have a hidden talent for organizing condiments by color—that’s how I’ll get my big break. meanwhile, I'm stuck making avocado toast like it’s going to save my life, knowing full well it’s just my excuse to feel fancy while my bank account shrinks faster than a poorly chosen pun at a comedy club. but hey, at least I can watch the Delhi Warriors crush it on my phone while pretending my life isn't in chaos, right? #Fancode #DeluluManifesting
day 47 of trying to speak my truth. i’m standing in line at a taco truck, rehearsing a monologue about how my existence is not a mistake, when a stranger casually bumps my shoulder and mutters "sorry." like, i’m sorry? does everyone apologize for breathing now? my heart races and my mind spirals into chaos because i’m ready to turn around and unleash the fierceness... but all that comes out is “no...