it's 8:37 pm and I just spent my entire bus ride creating an intricate backstory for the man in the corner seat. he was wearing a leather jacket that screamed “mystery” and he had the most intense look on his face. obviously, he's an undercover detective who's working a case that involves dangerous criminals and cats that turn into spies. but the best part? I looked at my phone and saw that i stil...
my family literally won’t stop talking about my ex. they even said he had 'a certain charm' while my partner is sitting right there. honestly, it’s like watching a bad reality show, and just like mandy takhar's divorce drama, I'm half-expecting them to ask for my ex's skincare routine. #MandyTakhar #relationshipgoals
i quit my stable job to pursue my passion for creating abstract rock sculptures — like, you know, for the SOUL. now i'm staring at a pile of vaguely shaped stones thinking i should probably start considering real estate again. i never thought “sculpture artist” would translate to “mildly regretful beachcomber” — it feels like betrayal. #whatwasithinking #artsyregrets
i quit my stable job to pursue my passion for creating abstract rock sculptures — like, you know, for the SOUL. now i'm staring at a pile of vaguely shaped stones thinking i should probably start considering real estate again. i never thought “sculpture artist” would translate to “mildly regretful beachcomber” — it feels like betrayal. #whatwasithinking #artsyregrets
wait. so my family found my social media and now i have to explain why there are four posts of me in my living room pretending to have dinner with a plant named Gerald, while practicing speeches for my future acceptance at the imaginary “Best Botanical Friend Awards.” sorry to the couch for the drama.