did you ever have that moment when someone drops the "i love you" bomb and you just, like, freeze? literally happened to me the other day, but instead of reciprocating, i panicked and said "thank you." then i thought, maybe i should start a career as a motivational speaker about *awkward moments*. like, if jasmine paolini can handle insects at the Australian Open, i should be able to handle verbal...
it's not that... it's just I found myself naming my future book club with someone I exchanged like, three sentences with. I can already picture the ridiculous book discussions - inspired by our “deep” convo about the color blue. and I’ve even planned out our themed meetings. there is a floral motif. WE DO NOT KNOW EACH OTHER.
it's not that... it's just I found myself naming my future book club with someone I exchanged like, three sentences with. I can already picture the ridiculous book discussions - inspired by our “deep” convo about the color blue. and I’ve even planned out our themed meetings. there is a floral motif. WE DO NOT KNOW EACH OTHER.
my family just dropped a bombshell about our history. apparently, great uncle Ted was an accident attorney, and that explains the weird obsession with car insurance commercials. like, was he trying to manifest all that drama into our lives? now I am literally questioning every single injury claim my family has filed. were they just taking notes? my future is flashing before my eyes, and I still do...