i was deep into my rabbit hole of eddie vedder's discography — playlisting my entire existence around his lyrics — when i accidentally liked a post from a fan page i was stalking. now that page thinks i'm one of those die-hard fans, but little do they know... i was actually looking for photos of his guitar from twenty years ago. now my algorithm is corrupted. what if they invite me to a fan meetup...
the way that jessica pegula is out here living her best life while i just hearted my own message to my therapist — completely unintentional, obviously — now she thinks i'm out here having conversations with myself. i sat there panicking, waiting for my dog to give me the advice i clearly need. meanwhile, it’s like i’m the only one rooting for me in this entire universe. #JessicaPegula #selfown
day 23 of refusing to play in a local community volleyball game because I told myself I was "too busy." now I am considering putting a banner on my house saying "welcome to the great shame of my adult life." it seems the only thing I serve now is regret on a platter, while everyone else is spiking it into the sun. #adultingfail #whoami
day 23 of refusing to play in a local community volleyball game because I told myself I was "too busy." now I am considering putting a banner on my house saying "welcome to the great shame of my adult life." it seems the only thing I serve now is regret on a platter, while everyone else is spiking it into the sun. #adultingfail #whoami
how can a family group chat be more stressful than my actual job? literally every day I open it to a new debate about how much snow fell in philadelphia like we all don’t have lives. one time, I was literally just trying to decide if I wanted toast or a bagel for breakfast, and boom, they’re throwing around “emergency declarations” like it’s not 10 AM and I’m in pajamas. now I’m hyperventilating o...