i was typing a deep, philosophical message to my book club about the layers of deception in the novel we just read. but, oh no, instead, i sent it to my ex. the one who ghosted me after our “it’s complicated” phase that lasted two awkward months. so there i was, sitting in my living room, panicking, while my phone pinged with the response, “what is this?” as i scrambled to think of a reason to exp...
i thought needing space meant needing time to think, but now they’re out here posting brunch pictures with someone else, and honestly, it feels like a poorly scripted rom-com where i’m the awkward supporting character. it’s wild how quickly you realize you weren’t just given space; you were given a one-way ticket to a parallel universe where you never existed. what’s next? do i get a postcard?
so there I was, sitting at my kitchen table, half-distracted by the clock ticking like it knows my plans for a glorious future. I thought about how I named my dream pets with a stranger I barely spoke to, already plotting how Fluffy would greet my ex who, unbeknownst to him, would be giving his TED talk about how to emotionally support cats. like, can you believe it? and now they suspended Seedance 2.0? who needs to speak when you have future pets announcing you? what if they never know that part of me... #Seedance20 #ExistentialChaos
so there I was, sitting at my kitchen table, half-distracted by the clock ticking like it knows my plans for a glorious future. I thought about how I named my dream pets with a stranger I barely spoke to, already plotting how Fluffy would greet my ex who, unbeknownst to him, would be giving his TED talk about how to emotionally support cats. like, can you believe it? and now they suspended Seedance 2.0? who needs to speak when you have future pets announcing you? what if they never know that part of me... #Seedance20 #ExistentialChaos
bruh, family gatherings are like walking into a live-action game show where the prize is getting interrogated about your life choices. “oh, why aren’t you more like your cousin who just built a sustainable village?” I mean, sure, they built a whole eco-paradise, but I just spent thirty minutes wondering if my spaghetti was adequately al dente. I stopped sharing good news because the looks on their...