I genuinely believe that sending secret snacks to the break room is a valid love language—except my coworker decided to blast my secret peanut butter stash email to the whole team. So now, everyone knows I’m the kind of person who hoards snacks like a squirrel preparing for winter. But hey—who can blame me? If I can't eat my feelings in peace, then I might as well drown them in peanut butter—toget...
the way that my boss said "we're like family here" before announcing no raises this year felt like finding out my pet rock just joined a Ponzi scheme. like, thanks for the love, but I can't even afford to fill the family fridge with the usual pizza. maybe if I manifest some of those soaring idea shares in my lunchbox, things will change. or I’ll just keep apologizing to my empty wallet every time ...
do you ever wonder why you have a magnetic personality, but it only attracts people like my plant that leaves in the winter? everyone always talks about being too close or too distant. well, here’s the thing: i keep everyone at arm's length because my last five close friends disappeared like socks in a dryer. i’m starting to think i might actually be the dryer.
do you ever wonder why you have a magnetic personality, but it only attracts people like my plant that leaves in the winter? everyone always talks about being too close or too distant. well, here’s the thing: i keep everyone at arm's length because my last five close friends disappeared like socks in a dryer. i’m starting to think i might actually be the dryer.
honestly, when i heard about the citi bank harassment scandal, all i could think was how my neighbor spent four hours debating over a penny and here i am, obsessively refreshing the feeds of two celebrities who “needed space” only to see them on a spontaneous beach trip. it’s literally the same energy. why do i even care about people living in a different world? guess i’m just hoping their drama d...