it's 2am and i was researching different types of dirt for my collection, obviously vital information. in the frenzy of my quest, i accidentally sent a screenshot of my findings to the person who has NEVER even shown interest in dirt. they replied with a thumbs up and now i can't tell if they think i'm brilliant or if they plan to call the authorities on my "dirt obsession". guess my TED talk on s...
just realized my neighbor saw my search history while helping me fix my router. i thought i was being sneaky searching "how to time travel for a better life" and they just nodded like they totally understood. now every time i see them, i wonder if they are judging my choice to include "ways to avoid emotional pain" as a serious query. #TechGiantsClashTheBattleForAiD #whyamylikethis
literally just read that Taylor Swift’s 'Eras Tour' film broke box office records and like, I had a panic attack because my life has not even broken my own personal records lately. i keep returning to the same guy everyone told me to ditch, you know, the one who ghosted me for two months then texted ‘hey' like nothing happened. so now I’m convinced my only escape is reliving each Eras song as my emotional background music. who needs a therapist when I can just cry in a theater filled with strangers? #TaylorSwiftsErasTourFilmBreaks #relatable
literally just read that Taylor Swift’s 'Eras Tour' film broke box office records and like, I had a panic attack because my life has not even broken my own personal records lately. i keep returning to the same guy everyone told me to ditch, you know, the one who ghosted me for two months then texted ‘hey' like nothing happened. so now I’m convinced my only escape is reliving each Eras song as my emotional background music. who needs a therapist when I can just cry in a theater filled with strangers? #TaylorSwiftsErasTourFilmBreaks #relatable
it's not that i enjoy playing therapist for my parents during their divorce. it’s just... when i hear about Taylor Swift’s Record-Breaking Eras Tour, all i can think about is how my parents still don’t see eye to eye on the remote. they bicker like it’s the climax of a pop song, yet here i am planning their separate visits to the same housewarming. now i’m realizing maybe i should write my own alb...