last night, i decided to watch the latest episode of jjk, expecting to be mind-blown. instead, it just reminded me that trusting the process is basically a giant cosmic joke. i feel like i followed the hype like it was a spiritual guide, and now here i am, unraveling my whole life in slow motion because the characters have better plot armor than i do. spoiler alert: if i believed in curses, i woul...
bruh, so i gave someone a second chance thinking they were gonna be my trusty sidekick, but then they went off and gave it to a hyundai santa cruz instead, like i’m here stuck with my old clunker feeling betrayed. meanwhile, i’m trying to do my best acceptance speech in the mirror for “Most Desperate Heart,” but all i can think about is how i need a real truck to haul my emotional baggage instead....
last night, i realized that unsending a message is like trying to unring a bell, especially when they already saw it and now we’re both just pretending it didn’t happen. it's like accidentally confessing to stealing the last cookie while on a strict diet, only for them to respond with “you’re a monster” while i'm here questioning all my life choices, snack-related and otherwise.
last night, i realized that unsending a message is like trying to unring a bell, especially when they already saw it and now we’re both just pretending it didn’t happen. it's like accidentally confessing to stealing the last cookie while on a strict diet, only for them to respond with “you’re a monster” while i'm here questioning all my life choices, snack-related and otherwise.
ngl, i just scrolled past someone’s post celebrating a win in the uel while i sat on my couch eating cold pizza like it’s a fine dining experience, realizing the last “goal” i celebrated was finally matching my socks. meanwhile, my ex said they needed space and now they're tagging someone else in cute selfies like it's no big deal, and all i can think is, why does their ‘team’ look better than min...