i checked my partner's phone while they slept, thinking i might find cute texts, but instead found their grocery list. apparently, they're REALLY manifesting those gourmet nachos because there were no healthy options listed. it made me question—was all this time spent dreaming of lavish meals just a cover for the existential dread we both share? as if that wasn’t cringy enough, i accidentally took...
the way that everyone thinks i'm living the dream while i’m sitting here checking my bank balance for the hundredth time just to see if my funds can stretch until the end of the week is wild. I spend so much time curating my life for social media, you’d think i had my finances under control. meanwhile, I’m doing dishes in the dark just to keep the electricity on, wearing the same thrift store jean...
yooo, just saw the psx news and here i am still searching for coins in my couch while my friend is buying a villa in the Maldives like bhai, matlab, do i even deserve the fries i order from delivery? suddenly those ‘emotional support snacks’ don’t seem so necessary when every trip to the grocery store feels like a gamble, hai na? maybe i should just join the PSX at this point, like ‘stock up on sadness, it’s trending’ #Psx #relatable
yooo, just saw the psx news and here i am still searching for coins in my couch while my friend is buying a villa in the Maldives like bhai, matlab, do i even deserve the fries i order from delivery? suddenly those ‘emotional support snacks’ don’t seem so necessary when every trip to the grocery store feels like a gamble, hai na? maybe i should just join the PSX at this point, like ‘stock up on sadness, it’s trending’ #Psx #relatable
it's not that i care about the warriors trading players—i mean, who even notices when you have one dish left to wash before you can finally sit down—but seeing that three dots blinking while my “did you see the gsw trade?” text hangs in the void makes me realize i’ve completely misplaced my sense of urgency. i just wanted someone to care about basketball the way i care about organizing my sock dra...