it’s 3am and i just checked my sibling’s latest Instagram post where they’re flexing their "Dallas ISD family of the year" award while i’m over here still trying to convince my mom that the dinner i cooked last week wasn't a complete disaster. honestly, i can’t decide if it’s more painful to watch or to keep pretending that i care about their perfect kids’ bake sale goals, while i’m questioning if...
not gonna lie, I accidentally voice texted my boss about how I'd rather stick a fork in a toaster than go to another meeting. the weird part? I hit send right as I was buying a pineapple corer. so now my boss thinks I'm about to quit over kitchen gadgets, and honestly? it’s way more relatable than being trapped in another brainstorming session.
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