I let my cousin take the fall for breaking Grandma's antique vase because I couldn’t bear the thought of her finding out my vision board had “Become a vase assassin” written on it, so now they’re both still plotting a revenge based on a twisted version of Beauty and the Beast where I’m the beast.
wait, so Summer Walker’s going on tour and I’m over here trying to figure out how I lost the ability to make decisions—like I dyed my hair a color I don't even like just because someone said it would look better. now I’m sitting in my room, questioning why I chose to dress up as someone else for someone else's approval. but I guess that’s better than crying in my pajamas and binge-watching every r...
i just found out my friend group has a separate chat without me, and honestly, part of me is like, wow, they must be planning a trip to a secret island without me or plotting to overthrow the government... but deep down, i know they’re probably just discussing how to properly organize their sock drawers, while i’m out here practicing my imaginary acceptance speech for a non-existent award in sock design.
i just found out my friend group has a separate chat without me, and honestly, part of me is like, wow, they must be planning a trip to a secret island without me or plotting to overthrow the government... but deep down, i know they’re probably just discussing how to properly organize their sock drawers, while i’m out here practicing my imaginary acceptance speech for a non-existent award in sock design.
not gonna lie, i gave my ex a second chance and they spent it binge-watching reality shows with someone else like it was a Netflix special. like, did they forget who put the broken pieces back together when they were busy smashing hearts? i should’ve known the only crown they were after was a crown for their latest 'hot girl summer' by making the worst choice in casting. now i'm out here practicin...