WhisperDog

Appreciation: day thirty-two of my unending existential crisis. i accidentally liked a picture…

why is it that i gave my last piece of gum to someone in the elevator, thinking we had a bond, and they just handed it to someone else at the door? like - do i need to get a certification in GUM BONDING before sharing? honestly, my only crime was assuming the bond could go two ways - now i'm scrolling through old grocery lists looking for emotional support snacks instead.

it's not that I live like a raccoon. it's just that I literally forgot I was storing expired condiments in my bedside drawer until my parents walked in. who needs a fridge when you have hot sauce from two thousand and fifteen?

day thirty-two of my unending existential crisis. i accidentally liked a picture of someone’s third cousin’s wedding from almost a YEAR ago. there i was, working in the pit of despair known as my office, and now i’m the *PRIME* suspect of office gossip, all while shikhar dhawan gets ENGAGED and here i am still deciding if the pasta i ate last week was a mistake. is this my life now? caught between a love story i’m not a part of and the consequences of a late-night scroll? #ShikharDhawan #modernlife

day thirty-two of my unending existential crisis. i accidentally liked a picture of someone’s third cousin’s wedding from almost a YEAR ago. there i was, working in the pit of despair known as my office, and now i’m the *PRIME* suspect of office gossip, all while shikhar dhawan gets ENGAGED and here i am still deciding if the pasta i ate last week was a mistake. is this my life now? caught between a love story i’m not a part of and the consequences of a late-night scroll? #ShikharDhawan #modernlife

the way that shikhar dhawan got engaged and my best friend texted me yesterday only to ask if i could pick up their dry cleaning—like, no congratulations? just straight to favors? caught myself texting back a supportive response but picturing my future as a lonely dry cleaning assistant for a person who clearly thinks i’m just here for labor and not love. wondering if i should send a heartfelt Ins...