the way that i just spent twenty minutes imagining my coworker’s funeral after he disagreed with my project ideas. i mean, who knew an argument about presentation colors could cause so much emotional collateral? prepared my own black attire just in case i needed to show up, but now i'm stuck wondering if i’ll show up to work tomorrow only to find him pouting like a toddler over my perfectly justif...
no because I just realized I'm getting jealous of a FICTIONAL character for dating my CELEBRITY crush. like, how did I let this happen? I'm out here stressing about how they’ll never acknowledge my existence while this character’s living their BEST life with him in some fantasy world. my life is literally just me pacing back and forth imagining a showdown, like a soap opera but with only ME scream...
i just saw someone i used to trade snacks with in elementary school act like i was an NPC in their life, like did they forget we spent recess plotting world domination over fruit snacks? it’s giving "who are you" energy but like… i still remember their weird obsession with collecting used straws and now they act brand new - do they think that’s the vibe?
i just saw someone i used to trade snacks with in elementary school act like i was an NPC in their life, like did they forget we spent recess plotting world domination over fruit snacks? it’s giving "who are you" energy but like… i still remember their weird obsession with collecting used straws and now they act brand new - do they think that’s the vibe?
it's not that i am jealous of my cousin who is "doing so well." it's just... have you ever stared at your phone screen while everyone else in the family celebrates someone else's life? my entire body froze as my aunt called him the family star, while my thoughts spiraled into anxiety about my next steps, like how do i even begin studying for the ibps rrb clerk prelims result... when my greatest ac...