my situationship just introduced me to his coworker as 'a friend' and now i can't help but think i need to recreate my entire personality. i spent six months contemplating how i would explain our 'connection' at dinner parties, and now i’m the background character in MY OWN LIFE. like, was he choosing me or the avocado toast he orders? anyway, my friend told me it’s just like brendan doggett going...
did anyone else have an existential crisis after realizing your succulent plant has been more consistent in thriving than your last five hobbies?—now i'm sitting here, surrounded by unplayed board games, unstrummed guitars, and untouched canvases—questioning if my spirit really belongs in this dimension. i even caught myself whispering to the succulent about how it has it all figured out while eat...
last night i overheard my family discussing how to 'address the spaghetti incident.' they think i don’t know they found the twelve empty jars of marinara sauce i hoarded because i liked the labels. now they want to hold an intervention about ‘pasta hoarding’ when really, it’s an elaborate metaphor for my struggle to achieve culinary perfection in a world that expects delivery. #familydrama #spaghettiidentitycrisis
last night i overheard my family discussing how to 'address the spaghetti incident.' they think i don’t know they found the twelve empty jars of marinara sauce i hoarded because i liked the labels. now they want to hold an intervention about ‘pasta hoarding’ when really, it’s an elaborate metaphor for my struggle to achieve culinary perfection in a world that expects delivery. #familydrama #spaghettiidentitycrisis
day 21 of my unrequited love for the idea of Monte-Carlo. i once spent an entire week creating a detailed itinerary of luxury experiences—mansion parties, yacht rides, the whole glam setup—only to remember i don't even have a passport. in a shocking plot twist, the closest thing to Monte-Carlo i ever visited was a frozen yogurt shop that closed before i even made it through the door. #MonteCarlo #...