day 72 of obsessively reorganizing my sock drawer and planning my future children’s lives based on my favorite TV show, when i realized none of those fictional characters even KNOW i exist— like, does anyone else cry when their favorite character does well in life or is that just me, sobbing over a plastic banana that was meant for a character who has more emotional depth than me— help.
I was just casually scrolling through a clearance sale for funeral hats and bought a maroon velvet fascinator, even though my funeral outfit is still hanging in the closet, and I don’t even like hats. Now I guess I am officially ready for my next existential crisis in style, right?
just found out my coworker forwarded my private message about Hania Amir to the entire team. picture this: i was saying how Hania and Asim Azhar's love life gives me hope when the only romance in my life is that cringy autocorrect on my phone. now everyone thinks im some unhinged celebrity guru at work instead of the simple human who accidentally mentioned my lunch crush in that message. not gonna lie, i need a new job. #HaniaAmir #WorkNightmare
just found out my coworker forwarded my private message about Hania Amir to the entire team. picture this: i was saying how Hania and Asim Azhar's love life gives me hope when the only romance in my life is that cringy autocorrect on my phone. now everyone thinks im some unhinged celebrity guru at work instead of the simple human who accidentally mentioned my lunch crush in that message. not gonna lie, i need a new job. #HaniaAmir #WorkNightmare
the way that my favorite fountain pen is just lying there on the table — like my friendship with you — a beautiful mess. like, no one told me that my sworn confidant was secretly judging my penmanship to an audience of socks and a disgruntled cat. now I can't even write a thank you note without hearing your whispered critiques. I genuinely hope you have a lifetime supply of erasers for all the bac...