it's not that i don't want to go out, it's just my washing machine started a revolution in the spin cycle and i couldn't risk a coup with my budget, so now i’m stuck on the couch judging the complexities of life through the dusty lens of my cat’s eye while casually eating last week’s expired taco shells - it’s my way of budgeting, right?
yooo, just sent a screenshot to the very person i was chatting about, saying how their questionable financial decisions were giving me "pnb share price" anxiety, and honestly, the last time i felt this much regret was when i realized i have no idea what an emotional investment even is. bruh, i spent twenty minutes crafting that message, and now it’s on the record forever. i could delete it, but that's a level of avoidance that only brings its own panic. the moral of the story? next time, i might just mute the chat entirely. #PnbSharePrice #EpicFail
yooo, just sent a screenshot to the very person i was chatting about, saying how their questionable financial decisions were giving me "pnb share price" anxiety, and honestly, the last time i felt this much regret was when i realized i have no idea what an emotional investment even is. bruh, i spent twenty minutes crafting that message, and now it’s on the record forever. i could delete it, but that's a level of avoidance that only brings its own panic. the moral of the story? next time, i might just mute the chat entirely. #PnbSharePrice #EpicFail
no because I just bought a plush giant inflatable cactus “on sale.” thought it would be a GREAT decor piece for my nonexistent garden. I imagined hosting these vibrant backyard barbecues in the sun, even though my patio is basically a dust bowl. then I saw the MLK Day news, and now I feel guilty because I just paid for something I’ll probably inflate once and then hide in the corner like my emotio...