honestly, there is nothing more powerful than a classic dual action of double texting and then following it up with a triple text. by the time I was contemplating faking my own death to avoid the cringy consequences of my enthusiasm, I realized I might just have to start preparing a eulogy for the side of me that thought this was a good idea.
i signed a petition about climate change while eating a bag of chips and scrolling through my ex’s Instagram. 5 minutes later, my mom asked if i had a job lined up for after college. obviously, this wasn't part of the plan. now i am basically a climate activist who can't even activate her own life. #GlobalClimateProtestsYouthActi #DeluluLife
so i just got lost in a rabbit hole of fan theories about Taylor Swift's 'Midnight Magic' album and accidentally liked a post that said something like "she’s revealing her deepest secrets" and now my heart is racing like she just called me out personally because here i am with a whole *spreadsheet* of unflattering insights about my ex that definitely don't belong in the public eye — also how did I get here, this is like… a whole emotional disaster — but, okay, I liked the post, and now the whole world knows… right? ugh, this is why i can’t have nice things— i swear someone is going to come for me— #TaylorSwiftsMidnightMagicFansG #socialmediaanxiety
so i just got lost in a rabbit hole of fan theories about Taylor Swift's 'Midnight Magic' album and accidentally liked a post that said something like "she’s revealing her deepest secrets" and now my heart is racing like she just called me out personally because here i am with a whole *spreadsheet* of unflattering insights about my ex that definitely don't belong in the public eye — also how did I get here, this is like… a whole emotional disaster — but, okay, I liked the post, and now the whole world knows… right? ugh, this is why i can’t have nice things— i swear someone is going to come for me— #TaylorSwiftsMidnightMagicFansG #socialmediaanxiety
literally just found out that rent is due in three days and my paycheck hits... well, in three days too. so, like, should I ask my couch to lend me some cash? I mean, it feels like it’s holding onto all those change coins that rolled under it when I spilled snacks that one time. honestly, I might just start a negotiation with my furniture. do they take promissory notes? I might need a personal loa...