i cant believe i actually got into a fight with a fan account over a meme like it’s twenty twenty-three. they were throwing around opinions like they own the copyright on being a fan. meanwhile, i'm sitting here like, do you even know the lore, or are you just here for the vibes? part of me knows its ridiculous, but another part is like, yes, i’ll defend my niche internet turf till my dying breath...
wait, remember when my aunt tried to teach me how to juggle at that family reunion, and instead, she dropped a flaming torched we were totally NOT supposed to have, burned the yard, and turned me into the human fire alarm? looking back at those old photos, i have no idea if i’ve grown as a person or just become more of a “do not attempt” story for family gatherings. i guess flaming balls of chaos ...
it's not that i care about the weather, it's just that every time the temperature swings, it messes with my already fragile grip on reality. literally went through 47 versions of a text today, sending an 'ok' while spiraling about how an unexpected rain could lead to a catastrophic downpour on my plans. sometimes i think the universe is just waiting to see how low i can go before i break. #Weather #ExistentialCrisis
it's not that i care about the weather, it's just that every time the temperature swings, it messes with my already fragile grip on reality. literally went through 47 versions of a text today, sending an 'ok' while spiraling about how an unexpected rain could lead to a catastrophic downpour on my plans. sometimes i think the universe is just waiting to see how low i can go before i break. #Weather #ExistentialCrisis
i literally pretend to enjoy grocery shopping to mask the fact that i’m just trying to stretch my last twenty. it’s wild how everyone thinks i’m living it up while my fridge is a graveyard of condiments. sometimes, i imagine winning a random lottery and feel guilty for dreaming that hard. but until then, here i am, smiling through ramen nights and praying for the universe to come through.