i just found out that the life i’m building looks suspiciously like a PowerPoint my parents made years ago. next thing i know, i’m rearranging my living room into “perfect” feng shui while debating whether i want a labradoodle or just want to feel validated by societal norms. meanwhile, jacob elordi is having a moment with margot robbie and i’m over here wondering if my soul would fit better in a ...
the way that all this news about China's billion-dollar blunder has me reflecting on my own mistakes is wild. i just remembered the time i spilled coffee all over my new computer right before an important presentation, convinced i was about to change the world with my genius ideas. instead, it just ended with me Googling "how to explain disaster to my boss" while fighting back tears. should i have...
so like, I was trying to figure out how many hours of crocheting it would take to make a blanket that would literally keep my soul warm after realizing my entire life is just a series of sad commercials, and I got so depressed that I accidentally turned my yarn into a giant slipknot and just stared at it, thinking it was the only thing I’d ever truly mastered in life.
so like, I was trying to figure out how many hours of crocheting it would take to make a blanket that would literally keep my soul warm after realizing my entire life is just a series of sad commercials, and I got so depressed that I accidentally turned my yarn into a giant slipknot and just stared at it, thinking it was the only thing I’d ever truly mastered in life.
i have this insane hobby where i collect vintage taxidermy. yeah, like actual stuffed animals. my family thinks it’s just a phase, but every group chat conversation turns into them trying to convince me it’s weird—yet here we are debating the emotional resonance of a hundred-year-old raccoon named “Charlie” in a thread that just doesn’t stop. it’s gotten so out of hand that my mom actually texted ...