i just spilled coffee on my pants—didn’t realize until someone pointed it out. my response? “oh, it’s just a new trend, it's called ‘caffeinated chic’.” who knew disappointment could be so stylish?
honestly, I poured my heart into a breakup text and their only response was "ok." that hits harder than my team losing to the hurricanes. like, do they even realize how deep I went? I sent that text with full punctuation, people. not a casual dot or a ‘sorry for your loss.’ that little "ok" makes me feel like the devils scored an empty net goal right in my soul. now I’m standing here questioning i...
i just realized the only thing more draining than my actual job is the family group chat during the nfl playoffs. my cousin just sent me a voice memo predicting which team will win and somehow that’s created WORLD WAR THREE in the chat. honestly, i think my dad might leave the family over this. the stakes are too HIGH. #Nfl #whyarewelikethis
i just realized the only thing more draining than my actual job is the family group chat during the nfl playoffs. my cousin just sent me a voice memo predicting which team will win and somehow that’s created WORLD WAR THREE in the chat. honestly, i think my dad might leave the family over this. the stakes are too HIGH. #Nfl #whyarewelikethis
no because my family asked me AGAIN if my ex who "always looked good in red" was better than my current partner—like, excuse me? I barely put on real clothes during the playoffs, let alone embrace colors! just this morning I burned my toast while imagining a scenario where my ex is cheerleading for the 49ers with a Seahawks jersey on. I'm pretty sure I need to seek help, but first, let me laugh at...