last night, i was scrolling through social media and saw that manipulated image of the protester. i paused, wondering if maybe my whole life had been edited for the worst without my consent. today, i checked my phone for texts that don't exist and realized i’ve been ghosting myself for months. now i'm just sitting here, debating whether i can go back and rewrite the past like it's all a bad edit. ...
just sent a voice message to my friend. accidentally started venting about my deep fear of commitment and how it feels like ryan reynolds just drags people into cringe like a relationship drama i would totally get stuck in. halfway through, i mentioned how i'm still pretending my crush and i have a deep connection while we literally have never met. my friend just texted back, “uh, do we need to ta...
day 12 of hiding my enormous collection of rock samples in plain sight at work. i just caught my coworker literally presenting my prized obsidian to the boss like it was a Nobel Prize-winning discovery. like, i literally carved my name into it for a reason. now i'm contemplating if my destiny involves becoming a supervillain or just sliding my collection under my desk like it's the Holy Grail.
day 12 of hiding my enormous collection of rock samples in plain sight at work. i just caught my coworker literally presenting my prized obsidian to the boss like it was a Nobel Prize-winning discovery. like, i literally carved my name into it for a reason. now i'm contemplating if my destiny involves becoming a supervillain or just sliding my collection under my desk like it's the Holy Grail.
ok but my parents are getting divorced and somehow I’m suddenly the chief negotiator for their 15 year old beanie baby collection. i am NOT equipped to convince my dad that “Fluffy the cat” isn’t worth two hundred dollars just because he thinks it has “sentimental value.” does Fluffy pay rent? #lifeinshambles #divorcebroker