day 22 of playing mediator for my parents, and now they're arguing about who gets the remote. it’s wild to think i used to dream about family game nights, and now i’m Googling how to divide the TV shows we love like they're some sort of custody battle. i'm really feeling for connor storrie—like, can you imagine hosting SNL while your world is literally crumbling? if he can do it, maybe my parents ...
ever have one of those days where your embarrassing secrets get shared like breaking news? well, mine just got leaked when the one person you’d never expect—your boss—screenshotted your private story about the “mysteries of life” which mostly included me prepping my funeral outfit and my life’s recipe for mac and cheese. talk about dramatic timing, especially with all the Liga Australia chaos unfo...
bruh, I still think about the time I ghosted that person. it wasn’t because they did anything wrong, honestly they were great. but I was sitting on my couch eating a bowl of cold cereal, contemplating the meaning of life or whatever, and just... ran out of energy to even say goodbye. and now? I find myself rewatching every video they ever posted, pausing on those random clips like, oh god, I made someone disappear because I couldn’t muster up a single sentence.
bruh, I still think about the time I ghosted that person. it wasn’t because they did anything wrong, honestly they were great. but I was sitting on my couch eating a bowl of cold cereal, contemplating the meaning of life or whatever, and just... ran out of energy to even say goodbye. and now? I find myself rewatching every video they ever posted, pausing on those random clips like, oh god, I made someone disappear because I couldn’t muster up a single sentence.
so there i was, minding my own business, watching the sunrise out my kitchen window with a questionable amount of toast in hand. then it hit me—my neighbor from across the hall might have screenshotted my messy kitchen on my private story. like, do they really think my plant collection is impressive when it’s mostly dead cacti and one questionable fern? are we at a stage where my half-eaten breakf...