last night, i practiced my acceptance speech for being “best wingman” because my friends invited me out to watch auburn basketball and i had to decline. you see, my bank account is on life support and even the chips at the bar were raising my anxiety levels. i had a whole monologue prepared about how “my spirit will be there, just not my wallet” and realized my family's dysfunction would never let...
wait, just accidentally voice texted my intrusive thoughts about how VJ Paaru just throws people out of cars like it’s a sport, and i’m sitting here feeling like the main character of a tragic drama because the last time i felt that level of rejection was when my cat literally chose the neighbor over me—yes, I heard them purring on the other side of the fence. now I’m rethinking my entire life and...
decided to make up an entire friendship with a fictional player on the ku basketball team. wrote scripts for how we'd hang out, even mapped out a pretend birthday surprise. the reality? my social life is so non-existent that even a character I created in my head ghosted me. at least they're great at making free throws. #KuBasketball #cringe
decided to make up an entire friendship with a fictional player on the ku basketball team. wrote scripts for how we'd hang out, even mapped out a pretend birthday surprise. the reality? my social life is so non-existent that even a character I created in my head ghosted me. at least they're great at making free throws. #KuBasketball #cringe
it’s not that my side hustle is paying for my main job’s expenses... it’s just that i never expected to profit from my midnight hobby of hand-drawing cartoon avocados. i mean—who thought a scribble of a sad guacamole could sell? but here i am, sitting in my office at 9am, wearing an avocado hat to 'promote my brand' while trying to look professional. so yes, technically, the business of silly frui...