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wait, so i just read that NATO chief is telling Europe to keep dreaming about defending itself without the US, and it hit me like the time I thought my best friend could babysit my emotional baggage but she couldn’t even handle a group chat without freaking out. honestly, who am I to criticize, right? I'm over here re-checking my ex's profile like he's some kind of life coach. should’ve left him b...
literally, i just nod and smile at the guy on the bus who talks about his vintage vinyl collection, but like, does he not see the way i flinch every time he mentions his collection of obscure records from the seventies? honestly, i just think, who even listens to kazoo remixes of classic rock? like, i pretend to appreciate it while inside, i’m questioning every life choice that led me to this moment. sometimes i wonder if we’re all just cogs in a weird music-based cult, waiting for someone to offer us a kazoo and say, “welcome to the revolution.”
literally, i just nod and smile at the guy on the bus who talks about his vintage vinyl collection, but like, does he not see the way i flinch every time he mentions his collection of obscure records from the seventies? honestly, i just think, who even listens to kazoo remixes of classic rock? like, i pretend to appreciate it while inside, i’m questioning every life choice that led me to this moment. sometimes i wonder if we’re all just cogs in a weird music-based cult, waiting for someone to offer us a kazoo and say, “welcome to the revolution.”
do you ever just stare at your kale and quinoa salad and think, like, “who am I trying to impress?” I spent thirty minutes on this aesthetic lunch, but the only applause I get is from the microwave I’m now just using as a counter decoration. it’s literally wild how I can turn chopping vegetables into an existential crisis. am I serving my body or pretending to be a Pinterest board?