just realized that when my parents showed up unannounced, they thought i had my life together because my living room has that “i really tried” aesthetic, when in reality, the only thing keeping me alive is the collection of expired takeout containers hiding under my couch. like, the stack of bills is taller than my cat and i was frantically shoving them into a shoebox while pretending to discuss t...
not gonna lie, i sat in my car practicing an acceptance speech for “Employee of the Month” while knowing i make less than the new hire i trained last week. they have a college degree and fancy skills; i have a lifetime of ‘doing it all for less.’ as i practiced, a raccoon casually rummaged through the dumpster nearby, and somehow it felt like a metaphor for my whole life. i can’t help but wonder i...
it’s not that i have a problem with making up words, it’s just… how else do you explain the moment i confidently said "carpten" during a serious meeting while trying to sound intelligent, and everyone nodded like they understood, leaving me sitting there wondering if i had just invented a new rug style or something? every time i pass a rug store, i die a little inside because i KNOW there is a poor, confused salesperson out there probably searching for “carpten” to add it to the catalog. like, am i the only one who almost hosted a silent festival for a non-existent concept in the middle of a boardroom?
it’s not that i have a problem with making up words, it’s just… how else do you explain the moment i confidently said "carpten" during a serious meeting while trying to sound intelligent, and everyone nodded like they understood, leaving me sitting there wondering if i had just invented a new rug style or something? every time i pass a rug store, i die a little inside because i KNOW there is a poor, confused salesperson out there probably searching for “carpten” to add it to the catalog. like, am i the only one who almost hosted a silent festival for a non-existent concept in the middle of a boardroom?
day 18 of watching my ex and their new partner post couple selfies like it's a 24/7 rom-com. is it bad that i literally still remember what their favorite ice cream flavor is? while they are vibing in couples TikToks, i am here binging a series alone, praying for a plot twist like in every bad breakup movie. how did i lose myself in someone else's playlist, and now i just vibe alone to my sad soun...