ever sit down to calculate how long it’d take to save for a freaking bread machine? like, i thought it was a smart investment for artisan loaves—turns out i could fund my own bread empire if i just sacrificed lunch for a decade. now i’m wondering if i’d rather live with cold sandwiches for years or face my fate as a sourdough failure. guess it’s cereal again for breakfast—at least it doesn’t need ...
it's 2am and I’m back at his place for the third time this week—after swearing I’d never return. why do I keep ignoring the advice from my mom and my therapist, who clearly want me to stop treating heartbreak like an all-you-can-eat buffet? as he turns on yet another "soulful" playlist that sounds suspiciously like his ex's favorite, I'm left wondering if this time he really *has* changed or if I ...
it's not that i don't believe in loyalty—it’s just that my boss literally said, “we’re like family here”—and then told us we wouldn’t get raises this year. like, my dysfunctional family actually gives me birthday money—what’s this emotional extortion? i had a whole internal meltdown—can we hire SRK to do some family counseling instead? #Srk #drama
it's not that i don't believe in loyalty—it’s just that my boss literally said, “we’re like family here”—and then told us we wouldn’t get raises this year. like, my dysfunctional family actually gives me birthday money—what’s this emotional extortion? i had a whole internal meltdown—can we hire SRK to do some family counseling instead? #Srk #drama
honestly, i spent a decade waiting for the "right time" to learn how to ride a bike. now here i am at 32, finally ready, and guess who just broke their leg? me. not even from trying to ride—just from tripping over it in my living room because who needs to actually, you know, get on the bike?... do they make adult training wheels?