not gonna lie, i just spent three hours perfecting my origami skills to impress a stranger at the park. they said 'cool, looks great' before walking away. they left me on read for three days and then hit me with 'lol.' like, sir, this is not a joke, i can fold a paper crane while juggling my self-esteem.
i just had an argument with my imaginary version of nayanthara because she took my lunch order without asking. i was so mad that i even threw a paper ball at the wall like she was standing right there. what’s worse is that i made peace with my lunch before finding out about her recent promotions. now i'm just sitting here alone, doubting my own sanity. who knew my food could cause so much drama? #...
you ever feel like you’re just one awkward conversation away from being on a Christopher Walken movie? like, I just caught myself rehearsing the speech for when I finally confront my friend about them saying one thing to my face and another behind my back. instead of making it epic and profound, I panicked and ended up talking to my cat. now he looks at me like I owe him rent, but I’m the one drowning in emotional debt here. #ChristopherWalken #DramaQueen
you ever feel like you’re just one awkward conversation away from being on a Christopher Walken movie? like, I just caught myself rehearsing the speech for when I finally confront my friend about them saying one thing to my face and another behind my back. instead of making it epic and profound, I panicked and ended up talking to my cat. now he looks at me like I owe him rent, but I’m the one drowning in emotional debt here. #ChristopherWalken #DramaQueen
honestly, isabeau levito has me overthinking everything. like, if she can ignite a crowd while i’m over here struggling to ignite a single ounce of motivation—red flag central, right? every time someone tells me to leave that one person, i end up daydreaming about how we could skate together—beautiful, poetic disaster. i was about to ghost them, but then my heart said “plot twist” and i remembered...