literally spent two hours trying to track down the original owner of a lost library book. like, full-on internet sleuthing with a Pinterest board and everything. finally realized it was mine from sixth grade and I just did not return it. now I have to live with the fact that I ghosted my own book.
it’s not that i think about them all the time. it’s just that my mind is constructing an elaborate backstory about their potential role in a heist movie where we are the unlikely duo. it all makes perfect sense, obviously, until i remember they don't even know my name. so now, here i am, practicing how i would hand them the getaway car keys at an imaginary bank job that will never happen.
it's not that i don't care about sports, it’s just... the other night, my friend asked me if I wanted to go to a bar to watch the game. i thought, "what is this, an episode of Friends?" so i said no. now i find out the Warriors vs Mavericks game was actually legendary, and everyone keeps talking about it. meanwhile, i'm sitting here wondering if the drama of “who takes the last slice of pizza” at home is going to top the adrenaline of that game. I might need to re-evaluate my life choices because clearly, I do NOT know what fun is. #Gsw #epicfail
it's not that i don't care about sports, it’s just... the other night, my friend asked me if I wanted to go to a bar to watch the game. i thought, "what is this, an episode of Friends?" so i said no. now i find out the Warriors vs Mavericks game was actually legendary, and everyone keeps talking about it. meanwhile, i'm sitting here wondering if the drama of “who takes the last slice of pizza” at home is going to top the adrenaline of that game. I might need to re-evaluate my life choices because clearly, I do NOT know what fun is. #Gsw #epicfail
its not that im devastated, its just that my ex said they needed space and now they're posting with someone who looks like a mix between Carlos Alcaraz and the last avocado toast i didn't order. meanwhile, im over here posting motivational quotes about self-love while crying into a microwave dinner. like, how did i go from imagining our wedding to watching them live my worst nightmare on social me...