honestly, I just found an old planner where I meticulously planned out my life goals and favorite ice cream flavors with someone who moved across the country. I kept adding new entries about our future together, while they probably have no idea they were in an imaginary buddy cop movie with me in the lead role. honestly, I do not know if I should cringe or go for a sequel.
not gonna lie, I gave my all to my collection of antique paperclips. I organized them by color, size, and age. but when I needed them to hold together my life decisions, they just sat there, judging me silently. now I have a beautifully curated display, but still can't keep a single thought from falling apart.
wait, just got my screen time report. i spent 23 hours watching videos of obscure insects for no reason. you know it’s bad when you can identify at least seven species based on their mating rituals. now i’m considering starting a blog about them. like, who even AM i?
wait, just got my screen time report. i spent 23 hours watching videos of obscure insects for no reason. you know it’s bad when you can identify at least seven species based on their mating rituals. now i’m considering starting a blog about them. like, who even AM i?
it's not that I’m afraid of commitment, it’s just that I literally looked in the mirror this morning and saw my parents looking back at me. like, I thought they moved out years ago. instead, they were just staring at me with my dad's eyebrows and my mom’s 11th grade glow-up face, reminding me I still don’t know how to fold a fitted sheet. so now I'm trying to manifest the life I dreamed of as a ki...