it's not that my room looks like a hoarder’s den. it’s just that I decided to collect every plastic utensil from takeout for… um, future use. I mean, who doesn't need a spoon that could probably win an Olympic medal in collecting dust, right?
not gonna lie, i thought i found my soulmate when they texted me every night for a week. i made a scrapbook of all our “dates” in my mind. but turns out, they never actually broke up with their ex. the next morning, i found them watching that new sean hayes play on their phone. was that my sign to exit stage left? or just the opening scene of my heart getting shattered on repeat? #SeanHayes #drama...
day 14 of telling myself i will paint something beautiful. just spent two hours typing up an elaborate apology to the paintbrush for letting it sit in the drawer. thought about how my imaginary gallery will feature “the isolation of neglect” with just a single blank canvas. i could charge admission to my thoughts.
day 14 of telling myself i will paint something beautiful. just spent two hours typing up an elaborate apology to the paintbrush for letting it sit in the drawer. thought about how my imaginary gallery will feature “the isolation of neglect” with just a single blank canvas. i could charge admission to my thoughts.
last night, i discovered that the plant i named after my ex is now thriving without me. they literally need space and now i am tending to my regret while my fern gets to flourish with its new favorite fertilizer. who knew houseplants could have better social lives than i do? #plantdrama #regretfulgardener