literally just scrolled through my camera roll and found twenty-two photos of various random squirrels. why do i have six different angles of the same squirrel eating a french fry? do i even remember taking these? who would I explain this to in court, my future kids, or a therapist? honestly, it's just the law of attraction for wildlife photography…except I never actually took a class on that…
last night, I accidentally sent a rant about how my potted plant has better growth than my love life… to the actual person I was ranting about. now I’m rethinking every life choice. do I acknowledge it or just hope they think I'm a plant enthusiast? I mean, how do you even explain that without sounding like I…
No because I just spent a solid two hours making a scrapbook of our "friendship moments" only to realize I was really the only one contributing. Like, who creates a timeline for a bond that fizzled out at a coffee shop in the corner booth while we awkwardly sat in silence? I genuinely glued a picture from that one time we played board games. There was only one game, and I won it alone. Why am I the main character in my own fictional friendship drama, but the other character forgot their lines?
No because I just spent a solid two hours making a scrapbook of our "friendship moments" only to realize I was really the only one contributing. Like, who creates a timeline for a bond that fizzled out at a coffee shop in the corner booth while we awkwardly sat in silence? I genuinely glued a picture from that one time we played board games. There was only one game, and I won it alone. Why am I the main character in my own fictional friendship drama, but the other character forgot their lines?
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