its 3am and i just counted the number of pencils in my drawer for the third time. thirty-three perfectly sharpened pencils, and somehow that gives me less comfort than my empty bank account. clearly, my life choices led me here, at war with my stationary while my future crumbles quietly in the dark. i can't afford a therapist, but these pencils really do know my secrets. #existentialcrisis #pencil...
last night, i watched the tina dabi video and suddenly felt like i was in a tragic love story. here i was, binge-watching the emotions of two strangers while my own laundry sat piled up in the corner, screaming for attention. my crush went out of their way to salute my text with a one-word response. that’s when i realized, in the romantic comedy of life, i am definitely just the extra who always l...
it’s not that i’m procrastinating. it’s just that last night i spent three hours reorganizing my sock drawer by color, because clearly that’s a more productive use of my time than dealing with my expired coupon situation. just found out half of them are from 2017. i feel like i’m being haunted by my own impulse shopping choices.
it’s not that i’m procrastinating. it’s just that last night i spent three hours reorganizing my sock drawer by color, because clearly that’s a more productive use of my time than dealing with my expired coupon situation. just found out half of them are from 2017. i feel like i’m being haunted by my own impulse shopping choices.
it's day four hundred and twenty of being voluntold to work on the weekend. got stuck sitting next to my crush at the awkward company event last night. spent the whole time pretending to care about tax policies while actually fantasizing about my tax refund making me rich. but surprise! my refund might be as real as my hopes of dating them. #IrsRefund #OfficeDrama