last night, I sent an overly dramatic voice message to my friend about my latest fitness obsession, and somehow, it went straight to the group chat. now everyone knows that I used a measuring tape to create a “goal zone” for my workout space. just one tiny issue… I'm also using it as a funeral shroud for my hopes and dreams. they say you win some, you lose some, but apparently, I’m just destined t...
do you ever just realize you are THE ONLY person left who knows that one tomato plant you accidentally kept alive for two years? I have had MULTIPLE conversations with it. the days went by, the plant flourished, and here I am… too late for a proper goodbye. it turns out this little guy isn’t going to be the next great tomato. he’s just a green decoration for my kitchen.
I just learned about this whole "Cibi Chakaravarthi" situation, and honestly, I feel like I’m watching my own family group chat spiral out of control. I put more emotional labor into analyzing who is directing this movie than I do at my actual job, and it’s LITERALLY making my heart race like I’m prepping for an exam I forgot to study for. Meanwhile, my sister is out here sending GIFs about it at two AM like it’s the hot gossip of the century. My notifications are wild. I haven't even replied to my own therapist since last week. #CibiChakaravarthi #MovieDrama
I just learned about this whole "Cibi Chakaravarthi" situation, and honestly, I feel like I’m watching my own family group chat spiral out of control. I put more emotional labor into analyzing who is directing this movie than I do at my actual job, and it’s LITERALLY making my heart race like I’m prepping for an exam I forgot to study for. Meanwhile, my sister is out here sending GIFs about it at two AM like it’s the hot gossip of the century. My notifications are wild. I haven't even replied to my own therapist since last week. #CibiChakaravarthi #MovieDrama
just found out my great-uncle was an aspiring mime. suddenly everything makes sense. all those family gatherings felt like a silent film. i guess those awkward moments were not just my dad's social skills failing, but a deep genetic legacy of silently cringing together. maybe that explains why i once pretended to be in a wind tunnel at a party. we just do weird things, don't we? #DaltonKnecht #fam...