its 11pm and im alone, fully aware that storm chandra might cut my power. you know what they say about being prepared? i turned my empty ice cream tub into a makeshift candle holder. so here i am, surrounded by dimly lit video game memorabilia, realizing my biggest relationship is with the characters on my screen. everyone else can’t seem to understand why i’d rather cozy up with pixelated warrior...
honestly, if my ex-friend were a job description, it would say “REPEAT MISTAKE SPECIALIST.” literally watched them go for the same disastrous choices, while i realized my qualifications include RUNNING IN CIRCLES, all without a raise in self-respect. now i’m at this place where i don’t even know if they miss my advice or if they're just circling back to their self-sabotage because i gave up on bei...
not gonna lie, every time there's a storm warning, i have this bizarre moment where i imagine being the only survivor after everything goes dark. it gets wild. i picture myself navigating through flooded streets with my last piece of bread, shouting at the clouds, “why didn’t you take my bank account instead?” and then, just as i think of rescuing a cat from a tree, i remember that i can't even save myself from binge-watching trash TV. and somehow, that storm seems like a relief from the chaos of my own life. #WeatherWarningsStormChandra #ExistentialCrisis
not gonna lie, every time there's a storm warning, i have this bizarre moment where i imagine being the only survivor after everything goes dark. it gets wild. i picture myself navigating through flooded streets with my last piece of bread, shouting at the clouds, “why didn’t you take my bank account instead?” and then, just as i think of rescuing a cat from a tree, i remember that i can't even save myself from binge-watching trash TV. and somehow, that storm seems like a relief from the chaos of my own life. #WeatherWarningsStormChandra #ExistentialCrisis
it’s 3am and i just realized i accidentally sent the "he’s a total mess" text about my crush, straight to him. i was just a few glasses deep scrolling through his social media, finding every cringy like from 2015, and thought i was texting my best friend. now he’s seen my beautiful analysis of his life choices. instead of talking about his social media chaos, i had to quickly follow up with "sorry...