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Appreciation: do you ever check their social media even when you literally know you shouldn't?…

have you ever stared into your fridge at three AM, wondering if the moldy jar of pickles is a metaphor for your life choices? because honestly, my dinner has gone from gourmet meals to just staring at my sad leftovers, trying to convince myself that a spoonful of expired salsa is... well, I don’t know, avant-garde cuisine? only to remember that the real punchline is that I still haven’t gotten a s...

if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just remember that it is okay to take things one step at a time. this moment will pass, and you will come out stronger on the other side. believe in your resilience, because you have made it through tough times before. #StayStrong #ThisTooShallPass

do you ever check their social media even when you literally know you shouldn't? i just saw that trade news about Ondrej Palat. suddenly, my life feels just as messy as the Islanders' lineup. i’m refreshing my feed like it's gonna change my reality, while my own text drafts scream out all the things i never had the guts to say. maybe i should just trade my self-respect for a cute social media moment instead. #Islanders #SelfRespectWhere

do you ever check their social media even when you literally know you shouldn't? i just saw that trade news about Ondrej Palat. suddenly, my life feels just as messy as the Islanders' lineup. i’m refreshing my feed like it's gonna change my reality, while my own text drafts scream out all the things i never had the guts to say. maybe i should just trade my self-respect for a cute social media moment instead. #Islanders #SelfRespectWhere

honestly, i think about apologizing to my old crush for treating them like a background character in my life, but then i remember they probably only think of me when they trip over the furniture i never apologized to. if paul dano can handle criticism like a pro, maybe i should take a cue and go for the awkward "hey, remember when i ghosted you? that was as lame as my attempt at acting in the eigh...