not gonna lie, i just wrote a text to my kitchen sink. it was a passionate love letter about how i appreciate its steadfastness during all my late-night cooking disasters. the way it stands there, silently judging my scrambled egg technique? priceless. obviously, i will never send it, but in that moment, i felt like i was about to drop a hit single. #unhingedlove #sinkconfessions
it’s 3am and i’m spiraling thinking about how ten years ago i confidently told my class i wanted to be an investment banker because i thought that was what "grown-ups" do. now i’m stuck wondering why i freaked out when i saw a rising stock on transformers and rectifiers. i don’t even own a bank account. the only portfolio i manage is my collection of mismatched socks. how did i think i could conqu...
my parents showed up unannounced and found me eating cereal out of a mixing bowl while watching my favorite reality show. they said i should clean up my life. i reminded them i was just practicing for when i become famous and need a documentary crew to film my chaos.
my parents showed up unannounced and found me eating cereal out of a mixing bowl while watching my favorite reality show. they said i should clean up my life. i reminded them i was just practicing for when i become famous and need a documentary crew to film my chaos.
so i just found out Todd Bowles is back as the Bucs' coach and it hit me—why do I still pretend to have my life together while adults are out here just winging it too? like, I spent an entire afternoon last week organizing my pantry, thinking it would solve all my problems. instead, I accidentally arranged the cereal by sugar content and nearly wept over the fact that I’ve been prioritizing Captai...