i just found out my sibling is the favorite. they literally received a special shoutout from our mom for “all their hard work,” while my biggest achievement was folding my laundry. meanwhile, i have spent the last three months trying to figure out how to manifest a life in monaco to escape this favoritism. talk about misplaced ambitions. #Monaco #SiblingRivalry
day 47 of trying to forget that crush. just hearted my own message when I meant to send a totally casual reply to them. now, every time I see a Nuggets vs Wizards update, I can’t help but think I might need to move to a different country — who hearts their own messages? the thought of them knowing has me spiraling. next step: block myself from the group chat and rework my entire identity—what will...
ok but imagine typing a whole essay about the philosophical implications of animal memes and how they reflect our deep-seated need for validation, right? i poured my soul into that masterpiece, like Plato would be jealous. then they replied with a single, unbothered frog emoji. it really hit different, you know? as if the essence of my thesis was just reduced to a glorified ribbit.
ok but imagine typing a whole essay about the philosophical implications of animal memes and how they reflect our deep-seated need for validation, right? i poured my soul into that masterpiece, like Plato would be jealous. then they replied with a single, unbothered frog emoji. it really hit different, you know? as if the essence of my thesis was just reduced to a glorified ribbit.
ok but i just sent the “i think they might actually like me” text to the guy i was talking about. it was supposed to be a joke to my friend about his awkward texts. now i'm sitting here imagining him comparing his vibe to shadowfax and praying he feels like the graceful stallion, instead of the lost donkey in the corner. can’t wait for this situation to resolve itself… or for my soul to depart fro...