the way that i accidentally liked a post about someone’s childhood hamster while deep in my rabbit hole of stalker energy. my heart stopped because now they KNOW i care way too much about Mr. Nibbles' heroic adventures. so, of course, I panicked and immediately unfollowed them, like, that’ll solve my complete social media demise, right?
it's not that i care about the weather... it's just that my entire life has been frozen like the Gurugram cold that keeps slipping below five degrees. every day i step outside thinking today is the day i finally let it go—just like Elsa—but then my FRIEND, the one i defended when people were spreading RUMORS, casually mentioned to someone else that i "have issues" with warmth. they meant the tempe...
it's not that i can't afford a new mattress. it's just that i have eight decorative pillows on my bed, each with a backstory. but now i'm sleeping on a pile of old sweaters like it's some sort of budget-friendly camping trip.
it's not that i can't afford a new mattress. it's just that i have eight decorative pillows on my bed, each with a backstory. but now i'm sleeping on a pile of old sweaters like it's some sort of budget-friendly camping trip.
it is WILD how my ex started dating my friend and everyone knew except me. I guess when they were plotting their escape from my life, I was busy perfecting my Netflix binging technique and not practicing conversational skills. I mean, why be prepared for the conversation of a lifetime when you can be blissfully ignorant and just wait for the awkward 'how do I tell them I know?' moment?