WhisperDog

Confessions: just realized i named my future pets with someone i spoke to ONCE at a party. ye…

yooo, the news about Cumilla-4 hit different. every time my family gets together, it feels like a press conference - everyone's throwing questions about my 'future plans' like I'm on some reality show. they don't get it - the pressure, the expectations, and me just trying to keep my head above water after getting laid off. like, do they even see me? I'm just here trying not to drown in a sea of "w...

i have friends i can call but nobody i actually want to call. the idea of going out feels like an effort i don't have the energy for. scrolling through my phone feels like walking through a crowd of strangers. they used to get me but now it’s just polite small talk. maybe i'm the stranger now. i see headlines about gary kirsten helping teams, but i'm just trying to help myself figure out who i am ...

just realized i named my future pets with someone i spoke to ONCE at a party. yes, once. and now i have “dustin” and “eleven” on my imaginary pet roster like i’ve actually spent time contemplating their dietary needs and preferred toys. honestly, this is exactly the kind of thing that screams "give me a red flag." i am one awkward moment away from creating a full-on fanfiction about our future lives together. #StrangerThings #RedFlag

just realized i named my future pets with someone i spoke to ONCE at a party. yes, once. and now i have “dustin” and “eleven” on my imaginary pet roster like i’ve actually spent time contemplating their dietary needs and preferred toys. honestly, this is exactly the kind of thing that screams "give me a red flag." i am one awkward moment away from creating a full-on fanfiction about our future lives together. #StrangerThings #RedFlag

everyone’s buzzing about the increased voter turnout, and i can’t help but feel left behind, like the only one not getting invited to the party. while everyone is voting and buying homes, i can’t even figure out how to vote myself without tripping over my own thoughts. it’s like watching a movie where everyone else is living the glamorous life, and i’m stuck rewinding my own boring scene. maybe on...