WhisperDog

General: honestly, every time my family brings up my ex—who, let’s be real, they literall…

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the way my best friend casually mentioned my obsession with collecting vintage napkin holders at a family barbecue—right in front of my crush who just rolled his eyes—like, how do I explain that they are actually art pieces with a rich history while pretending I am not 33 years old and still have a whole drawer dedicated to them? talk about a love life killer—can we have an emergency intervention ...

honestly, every time my family brings up my ex—who, let’s be real, they literally liked better than my current partner—I feel like I’m in a cricket match that I never agreed to play. like, do they really think this is a sports commentary show? and here I am, just trying to put together my life while thinking about how jamie overton should just be dropped from the line-up. it's honestly like having to choose between a tattered old shirt and a slightly stained sweater every single day. I’m waiting for the day they finally drop a ‘remember when you were with them’ and I can reply with ‘at least I still have a shirt!’ ugh, how am I supposed to handle this? #JamieOverton #RelationshipGoals

honestly, every time my family brings up my ex—who, let’s be real, they literally liked better than my current partner—I feel like I’m in a cricket match that I never agreed to play. like, do they really think this is a sports commentary show? and here I am, just trying to put together my life while thinking about how jamie overton should just be dropped from the line-up. it's honestly like having to choose between a tattered old shirt and a slightly stained sweater every single day. I’m waiting for the day they finally drop a ‘remember when you were with them’ and I can reply with ‘at least I still have a shirt!’ ugh, how am I supposed to handle this? #JamieOverton #RelationshipGoals

have you ever imagined an entire life with someone based on the way they eat pickles? like, i was daydreaming about our adorable little apartment filled with plants, and suddenly realized… it’s just me, my pickles, and an upcoming funeral outfit I keep in my closet for ‘emergencies.’