honestly, my spotify wrapped just revealed that my entire personality is basically a middle school emo kid who spends too much time thinking about life decisions and poorly drawn fantasy maps. i am literally just one moody ballad away from wearing black nail polish and hiding in my room plotting how to create an underground poetry club. at least my playlists are *not* just filled with sad breakup ...
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yooo, just checked my closet and realized all my shirts are literally the same shade of beige. like, how did that happen? i thought i was styling, but honestly, i might as well just wear a potato sack. my style inspiration is officially a sad loaf of bread now.
yooo, just checked my closet and realized all my shirts are literally the same shade of beige. like, how did that happen? i thought i was styling, but honestly, i might as well just wear a potato sack. my style inspiration is officially a sad loaf of bread now.
i just realized my 'best friend' only texts me when they need to borrow my beloved collection of rare garden gnomes for their so-called "art installation," and suddenly my texts feel more like a lifeline for them than... well, anything resembling a friendship, so here i am, looking at gnome number seven, wondering if it has more emotional intelligence than the person who told me my gnomes “really ...