it's not that i’m obsessing over old texts, it’s just... it hurts to see how we used to really talk, you know? i found these messages and felt a hollow pit in my stomach, remembering when our biggest drama was my uncle bringing burnt pasta to family dinners. now, i scroll through my phone like an empty spectator, just waiting for a notification that never comes. did they even realize how chaotic m...
ok but remember when your cousin thought it was a brilliant idea to host a T20 cricket watch party for all the family? right before I accidentally hearted my own “woohoo, go team!” message, my aunt spilled soda all over the carpet and then tried to convince us it matched the team colors. there I was, cringing so hard while trying to distract everyone from my faux pas. now I’m convinced they think ...
last night, I caught myself googling “how to get blood stains out of cotton” while I panicked because my mom has a cotton couch. like, when did this become my life? I mean, I barely remember the last time I did laundry, let alone turned into a true crime cleanup crew. imagine my parents getting a phone call like, “hi mom, you may need to buy a new couch, so, um, don’t ask too many questions!” #adultingfail #weirdestgoogles
last night, I caught myself googling “how to get blood stains out of cotton” while I panicked because my mom has a cotton couch. like, when did this become my life? I mean, I barely remember the last time I did laundry, let alone turned into a true crime cleanup crew. imagine my parents getting a phone call like, “hi mom, you may need to buy a new couch, so, um, don’t ask too many questions!” #adultingfail #weirdestgoogles
yooo, so I just heard that Les Ailes de la Mode is coming back and like, literally, my brain did this dramatic 180. I was a weird 90s kid wearing fuzzy sweaters that looked like they were designed by a hyperactive cat. now I find myself standing in front of my closet, sweating, like “do I really need to revisit that?!” also, I drafted this over-the-top text to my old fashion-savvy friend about how...