it’s 2am and I’m googling “how to paint your own toenails with watercolor.” just as I’m convinced this is my next big skill—my roommate walks in and we make eye contact like it’s an unspoken truce. I try to play it cool. “Uh, it’s for a…friend?” but really I’m just out here trying to match my pedicure to the seven plants I accidentally bought during an online shopping spree. please send help.
not gonna lie, I watched everyone couple up like it was a slow-motion train wreck. here I am, still mourning that friendship I thought could survive anything. my whole life was built around their presence, and now it feels like watching the spurs face off against the thunder while I sit alone on the sidelines, still clutching an empty soda cup and popcorn kernel regrets. how did it come to this? a...
so, like, every time I hear someone mention the laundry detergent brand I use, I feel like I'm standing at a metaphorical crossroads. I mean, on one hand, I'm totally the chic minimalist, right? But inside, I am literally ruminating on whether anyone else spends WAY too much time thinking about how the scent lingers on clothes like some kind of olfactory ghost of my laundry past. It’s like... what does that even mean for my future, you know?
so, like, every time I hear someone mention the laundry detergent brand I use, I feel like I'm standing at a metaphorical crossroads. I mean, on one hand, I'm totally the chic minimalist, right? But inside, I am literally ruminating on whether anyone else spends WAY too much time thinking about how the scent lingers on clothes like some kind of olfactory ghost of my laundry past. It’s like... what does that even mean for my future, you know?
if you are facing a tough time right now, just know that it is okay to feel everything you are feeling. this storm will pass, and brighter days are ahead, even if they seem far away right now. #YouAreNotAlone #KeepGoing #Hope