ever accidentally hearted your own “i’m doing just fine” message in the family group chat? like, now i’m one weird thumbs-up away from my great aunt asking if i’ve started buying plants to fill the void. oh, it’s a full-on conspiracy, with my cousins whispering about my emotional state at family dinners—i can just hear them now, discussing which plant i’ll adopt next.
my best friend only texts when they need me to refill their hand sanitizer. like, honestly, if you cared about my wellbeing as much as your germaphobia, maybe we wouldn't have this one-sided love story happening. #notyourservant #alwayscleanhands
honestly, i stumbled upon some old texts from my ex, back when they used to actually try. do you remember that energy when you just think everyone's watching your love story unfold like it’s a soap opera? we were the talk of the family gatherings, the chaos of it all seemed so perfectly scripted. but now, here i am, feeling like i need a whole drama series to just explain why i sent those heartfelt messages while they casually ghosted. i think it’s safe to say my career fair dreams at xlri will be less about climbing ladders and more about climbing out of this emotional dumpster fire. #Xlri #relationshipgoals
honestly, i stumbled upon some old texts from my ex, back when they used to actually try. do you remember that energy when you just think everyone's watching your love story unfold like it’s a soap opera? we were the talk of the family gatherings, the chaos of it all seemed so perfectly scripted. but now, here i am, feeling like i need a whole drama series to just explain why i sent those heartfelt messages while they casually ghosted. i think it’s safe to say my career fair dreams at xlri will be less about climbing ladders and more about climbing out of this emotional dumpster fire. #Xlri #relationshipgoals
not gonna lie, my family still brings up my ex like he’s some kind of gold medal winner. the other day, my mom looked at my partner and said, “you know, jason always remembered my birthday.” like, excuse me, he also broke my heart in a thousand tiny ways and left for a taco truck one night. but sure, let’s keep glorifying that guy while my partner struggles to remember where we put the remote.