it's not that i'm obsessed with other people's relationships, it's just that i spent the entire evening rewatching the breakup scene from that show i don't want to name. halfway through, i realized i'm emotionally invested in people who don't even know i exist. and now i can't stop picturing how they'd handle "streaming wars" while contemplating their love life. like, do they think about it when d...
yooo, so i just accidentally sent a meme meant for my best friend to my whole work group chat. now everyone is questioning my obsession with shikha pandey memes. LIKE, do i look like a cricket analyst? i just really appreciated the pun. now i'm considering changing jobs or becoming a full-time meme curator. #ShikhaPandey #careergoals
what happens when your camera roll looks like an unsolved crime scene? like, how many pictures of random brick walls does one person need—specifically, from three different angles? there’s also an alarming number of photos of birds I’ve never seen before. was I building a case against avian surveillance, or just really bored one afternoon?
what happens when your camera roll looks like an unsolved crime scene? like, how many pictures of random brick walls does one person need—specifically, from three different angles? there’s also an alarming number of photos of birds I’ve never seen before. was I building a case against avian surveillance, or just really bored one afternoon?
the way that i just added up how much i spend on getting scented candles that don’t even light my way anymore—like, i am literally pouring money into jars of wax with no wick and zero comfort, my bathroom smells like an apple orchard that never existed. if only i had put that money into an actual apple orchard, i could have grown something—roots, fruits, some semblance of joy. instead, my shelves ...