i was just scrolling through this whole kellen mond drama and realized that i get more emotionally invested in people i don’t know than in my own life, like, here i am obsessively analyzing a football player's LinkedIn post while my own LinkedIn profile still says "just a lost soul trying to figure it out." suddenly, all i can think about is how to draft an inspiring yet crushing response to his t...
i just found out my coworker forwarded my private message about "marcus moller" and how he reminds me of my high school crush. now everyone knows i still fantasize about meeting him and that i once spent an entire lunch break manifesting our future as basketball soulmates. honestly, i had been preparing my wedding speech in my head since freshman year. guess who’s NOT going to make eye contact at ...
not gonna lie, I accidentally sent a paragraph dissecting my friend's scarf choices to my friend who was wearing the exact scarf. now I am meticulously curating a text to explain that I was not a scarf critic, I was just passionate about colors. also, I never want to see them wear that scarf again. #scarfgate #whoops
not gonna lie, I accidentally sent a paragraph dissecting my friend's scarf choices to my friend who was wearing the exact scarf. now I am meticulously curating a text to explain that I was not a scarf critic, I was just passionate about colors. also, I never want to see them wear that scarf again. #scarfgate #whoops
the way that i just found old texts from when my friend actually used to try texting me back—and by “try” i mean composing paragraphs that rivaled a grad thesis. like, one message had footnotes—i still don't know why i was ghosted instead of honored.