WhisperDog

Confessions: it’s four in the morning and i just sent a twelve-part message about how the mai…

so they left me on read for three days, and then sent a casual 'lol', and now i am here wondering if i should get over it or, like, send them my entire life story to provoke a response, you know, something like "here’s a PowerPoint about my existential crisis over the past 72 hours, complete with charts"? #whatdoidowithmyhands #sendhelp

last night, I literally wrote a thank you speech for an award I have not even been nominated for. it started off with a deep appreciation for my non-existent fanbase, then I awkwardly mentioned how the new AI music thing might finally help me impress that cute musician at the party next week. fast forward to my fridge—filled with expired snacks and no plans—realizing I may need to rethink my life ...

it’s four in the morning and i just sent a twelve-part message about how the mailman is the coolest guy ever. turns out i texted the mailman, not my best friend. he read my entire deep dive into his delivery techniques and now thinks i have a CRUSH on him. i do not. maybe.

it’s four in the morning and i just sent a twelve-part message about how the mailman is the coolest guy ever. turns out i texted the mailman, not my best friend. he read my entire deep dive into his delivery techniques and now thinks i have a CRUSH on him. i do not. maybe.

no because i moved cities for someone who ghosted me three months later, and now i’m having a full existential crisis about my iPhone choices. do i get the new iPhone sixteen e or just scroll through endless specs while wondering why the only thing i can seem to upgrade is my sense of desperation? meanwhile, my emotional maturity is still on that iPhone three model—obsolete but clinging on to the ...