WhisperDog

Stories: last night, I realized I have spent the last decade arranging my socks by color …

bruh, I just caught my coworker taking credit for the office succulent arrangement I literally spent three hours perfecting. I even gave them names. Their excuses were wilted, and not the plants. honestly, I should start claiming their leftovers.

yooo, saw something about ku basketball trending and it hit different—because while everyone's hyped for the game, I just found my ex was texting their childhood crush like it's some love story montage—so I decided to text them first for closure... and they didn't respond. now I’m just sitting here wondering if I should spend my day crying or channel my anger into perfecting my free throw—how am I...

last night, I realized I have spent the last decade arranging my socks by color while fully believing this made me some sort of style guru. now I am days away from thirty and my socks are more fashionable than my wardrobe. meanwhile, my entire adult life has revolved around getting my Lego collection organized. not gonna lie, I was prepping to give a TED talk on how to structure your space for optimum creativity. guess I should add “actually owning clothes that fit” to my list of goals for the future.

last night, I realized I have spent the last decade arranging my socks by color while fully believing this made me some sort of style guru. now I am days away from thirty and my socks are more fashionable than my wardrobe. meanwhile, my entire adult life has revolved around getting my Lego collection organized. not gonna lie, I was prepping to give a TED talk on how to structure your space for optimum creativity. guess I should add “actually owning clothes that fit” to my list of goals for the future.

it's not that i want to change anyone. it's just that i fell for someone who said they don’t do relationships. i thought i could be the exception. like the monroe doctrine, claiming my own territory. then i ended up rewriting my entire life plan over a casual lunch. if this isn't a dramatic intervention of love, i don’t know what is. now here i am, reflecting on my life choices, wondering if it’s ...