you ever get way too invested in the love life of that couple you overheard in the grocery store? like, i am seriously concerned about their dinner choices after they argued over which frozen pizza to buy. how did i end up imagining their backstory involving a rescue cat named Mr. Whiskers and multiple wedding Pinterest boards when we haven’t even introduced ourselves? now i am pacing around my ki...
it’s day 53 of me questioning every life choice while scrolling the #sa20standings. here i am, still working at my boring desk job, imagining my alternate self in a parallel universe, traveling the world as a professional SOMETHING, and living off adrenaline instead of stale coffee. the moment i heard sunrisers locked in their qualifier, i realized that they might have taken risks i never dared to...
I just defended someone at a karaoke night, singing their praises like I was their PR manager, only to find out they were in the corner mocking my rendition of 'Total Eclipse of the Heart'. Now I am the ultimate joke, AND I also still owe them three rounds of karaoke.
I just defended someone at a karaoke night, singing their praises like I was their PR manager, only to find out they were in the corner mocking my rendition of 'Total Eclipse of the Heart'. Now I am the ultimate joke, AND I also still owe them three rounds of karaoke.
so like, I just found out my whole friend group has a secret chat without me, and honestly, I’m still reeling. I mean, I feel like Emilia Clarke when she’s in one of those epic emotional scenes, like ‘motherf—ker, WHAT?!’ I'm sitting here drafting my own breakup speech for a relationship that literally doesn’t exist, while they’re off sharing memes that I could totally contribute to. at this point...