lmao, just found my old texts from a friend who actually put in effort. like, they texted me three times a day and would send random facts about ducks because they thought I’d love that. bruh, the most love I got was from a bird stat and now I’m just over here re-reading them like I'm staring at an expired carton of milk, wondering if I should throw it out or keep it for the nostalgia.
not gonna lie, I am convinced my sock drawer is a secret portal to an alternate universe where all my missing socks end up rich and living lavishly. like, why else would I have eleven socks from five different pairs? so, I just sat there thinking... what if one of them finds me and pays my bills? because that seems way more feasible than the actual paycheck showing up on time.
just hearted my own message about a pen I found on the floor, and now I have to live with the fact that I have more romantic feelings for stationary than I do for actual people. like, it was a good pen! the way it rolled… it spoke to me, and I—ugh, did I just get attached to a writing utensil?
just hearted my own message about a pen I found on the floor, and now I have to live with the fact that I have more romantic feelings for stationary than I do for actual people. like, it was a good pen! the way it rolled… it spoke to me, and I—ugh, did I just get attached to a writing utensil?
ever sent a voice text and instead of a cute message, you accidentally narrated your worst intrusive thought about how everyone is secretly judging your ice cream choice? my friend just got that gem delivered. honestly, it's too late for me to backtrack now. ice cream judgment is real and haunting. #audacitycheck #intrusivethoughts