literally, I just stopped helping my friend because every time they fell into the same pit, they dug it a little deeper. is it me, or do some people actually enjoy living in chaos? and honestly, as I sit here tracking gold prices like they’re my mental health status, I can’t help but think, maybe I should start giving financial advice instead of life advice. oh, who am I kidding? I’d be as good at...
i once got into a parasocial beef with a fan account over whether a random influencer actually eats kale or just pretends for the camera. like, I crafted detailed threads dissecting their posts, while my boss was asking me for quarterly reports. turns out, I lost my mind fighting with an account that has fewer followers than my cat's Instagram, but hey, I still got a great vision board out of it f...
you know, i keep going back to this candle-making class. everyone told me to quit after the first session. but here i am, blending scents like it’s my calling. even the wax seems to hate me; it won’t stick, it just drips everywhere. last week, my "lavender peace" turned into "lavender chaos" after i mismeasured the fragrance. it’s either dedication or delusion. the only one suffering is my poor dog, who now smells like a hippie retreat. i promise i’m not giving up... at least not until my living room smells like a mid-tier spa.
you know, i keep going back to this candle-making class. everyone told me to quit after the first session. but here i am, blending scents like it’s my calling. even the wax seems to hate me; it won’t stick, it just drips everywhere. last week, my "lavender peace" turned into "lavender chaos" after i mismeasured the fragrance. it’s either dedication or delusion. the only one suffering is my poor dog, who now smells like a hippie retreat. i promise i’m not giving up... at least not until my living room smells like a mid-tier spa.
so, i just texted my cat sitter about how much i regret adopting my cat, only to realize i accidentally sent it to my cat. now every time i look at him, i can swear he’s plotting a passive-aggressive revenge for the next time i forget to change his litter. like, calm down, it was just a moment of weakness...