WhisperDog

Confessions: i accidentally hearted my own message about my love for medieval weaponry in a g…

it's not that i hide things from my family, it's just... well, they found my social media and suddenly wanted an explanation for my recent obsession with inflatable lawn decorations. like, yes, i love them, but the way my mom interrogated me about “how does a unicorn wearing sunglasses reflect your values?” was next level. so there i was, standing in the living room, clutching a plush flamingo tha...

it's not that i’m bitter about passing up that chance to be in a national yo-yo competition—it's just that i once turned down the spot because my cousin said it was a stupid idea, and now i see them on billboards, throwing flashy tricks like they're the king of string, while i sit here battling dust bunnies and my intense regret every time i tie my shoes.

i accidentally hearted my own message about my love for medieval weaponry in a group chat full of birdwatchers. so now, instead of being a passive observer, i’m a LITERAL LONELY KNIGHT in their eyes. nobody responded, but i can practically hear their thoughts. “does he think he’s going to war with a longbow during the great owl count?” just a casual Tuesday, proving once again that sometimes the biggest battles are the ones we never intended to start.

i accidentally hearted my own message about my love for medieval weaponry in a group chat full of birdwatchers. so now, instead of being a passive observer, i’m a LITERAL LONELY KNIGHT in their eyes. nobody responded, but i can practically hear their thoughts. “does he think he’s going to war with a longbow during the great owl count?” just a casual Tuesday, proving once again that sometimes the biggest battles are the ones we never intended to start.

yo, sometimes i wonder if my plants like me for who i am or just for the water and sunlight. like, are they thriving because they actually dig my vibe or is it just some kind of survival instinct? and when i walk in with a pizza, are they looking at me like "yes, finally, the provider" or are they silently judging my life choices because they’ve seen my messy corner? honestly, i need to know if th...