so i was just walking past this mirror in the dimly lit hallway of my dorm, right? and suddenly i see this gaunt reflection staring back at me like, where did i go? do i really look that tired or is this just what it feels like to exist in a perpetual state of midterm hell? i mean, i was literally holding a slice of cold pizza and it felt like the last supper or something—what is my life right now...
it's not that I'm turning into my parents but like... I just caught myself saying "a little of what you fancy does you good" when my friend was debating if he should eat pizza after his 5-mile run—like, who even says that?! 😂 also, I totally realized I have a fitness journal now that has a note about trying to balance a workout with ice cream intake but it's literally next to doodles of tacos??? ...
bruh, just got the "sorry, can’t make it" text for the 3rd time this month, and like, why do we even schedule stuff anymore? remember when we’d just roll up to the park with a pack of Fruit Gushers and a Walkman? I swear, half the fun was just *showing up*—now it's all text messages and FOMO, feels so manufactured.
bruh, just got the "sorry, can’t make it" text for the 3rd time this month, and like, why do we even schedule stuff anymore? remember when we’d just roll up to the park with a pack of Fruit Gushers and a Walkman? I swear, half the fun was just *showing up*—now it's all text messages and FOMO, feels so manufactured.
so like i forgot my headphones this morning—absolute nightmare—had to ride the bus from Maple Street to downtown in complete silence, and lemme tell you, there’s this dude who smells like pickles just sitting across from me, blissfully reading a book about ancient civilizations like he’s in a coffee shop, meanwhile I'm lowkey contemplating how I forgot the one thing that blocks out the chaos of th...