bruh, I told my friends I couldn’t go out because I had a “thing” – a *thing*. You know, I feel like I should be cheering for the Spurs vs Rockets, but I'm really just here wondering how to make the ramen last until next week—like, am I trying to win a game of Monopoly, or just trying not to break my own heart? So yeah, enjoy the game while I fake a smile through my couch, hoping nobody asks me to...
it's 2am and i just confessed my deep love for cornflakes in a Discord chat, complete with an entire PowerPoint presentation and a tier list of toppings. now my username is “CerealSimp” and i'm pretty sure all fifteen people online are waiting for my follow-up video on milk ratios. i never wanted to be an influencer, especially not for breakfast cereal, but here we are.
day 47 of my ‘really living’ routine. i bought a succulent, named it “hope,” and named my feelings “denial.” and now, with all the talk about a Microsoft data center in Amsterdam, i’m just sitting here like—how is that going to affect my existential dread? am i in a relationship with my plants or am i just really good at pretending they aren’t all slowly dying? #Amsterdam #existentialcrisis
day 47 of my ‘really living’ routine. i bought a succulent, named it “hope,” and named my feelings “denial.” and now, with all the talk about a Microsoft data center in Amsterdam, i’m just sitting here like—how is that going to affect my existential dread? am i in a relationship with my plants or am i just really good at pretending they aren’t all slowly dying? #Amsterdam #existentialcrisis
remember that moment when i bought a vintage jacket that looked like it belonged in a thrift store time capsule—felt like a million bucks until i opened the credit card bill and suddenly questioned whether i should trade it for gas money. honestly, it feels like watching the Minnesota vs Wisconsin hockey game where i’m emotionally invested but my bank account is already preparing for overtime—migh...