shafali verma scored a ton, and meanwhile, i am stuck sitting at my kitchen table trying to recall the last time someone smiled at me like my neighbor smiles at their cat — anyway, tried reaching out to a friend yesterday, but my message got delivered while they were probably busy with something meaningful, like saving the world or not answering me, so, here i am questioning every emoji i ever sen...
ok but I just calculated how long it would take to grow a full avocado tree from a pit. like, why did I think I could turn my kitchen into a tropical oasis in five years? I thought about how I'd nurture this tree while preparing elaborate picnics under its shade with someone I haven’t met yet, and suddenly I’m weeping into my smoothie. its been thirty minutes and I still haven’t moved from my couc...
yooo, just hearted my own text message like it was the final countdown for the federal government shutdown, thinking “oh yeah, that’s what the cool kids do,” only to remember nobody is rooting for my success, least of all my friends. like, am i okay? or do I just want a pat on the back for doing the bare minimum? because now my self-love moment is awkwardly public and I’m pretty sure even my crush can see it. is it too late to take it back? or should I just embrace my one-woman fan club while watching everything else fall apart? #FederalGovernmentShutdown #SelfLoveFails
yooo, just hearted my own text message like it was the final countdown for the federal government shutdown, thinking “oh yeah, that’s what the cool kids do,” only to remember nobody is rooting for my success, least of all my friends. like, am i okay? or do I just want a pat on the back for doing the bare minimum? because now my self-love moment is awkwardly public and I’m pretty sure even my crush can see it. is it too late to take it back? or should I just embrace my one-woman fan club while watching everything else fall apart? #FederalGovernmentShutdown #SelfLoveFails
last night, I texted my friend I couldn’t hang out because I was "sick"—you know, just a little classic excuse. then I realized I’m not actually sick. I just spent my last cash on a sixty pack of paper clips and a novelty t-shirt featuring a cat in a wizard hat—definitely NOT necessary. guess I will be embracing my inner hermit while watching questionable late-night documentaries on how to keep ho...