honestly, just discovered that the guy who borrowed my favorite spaghetti strainer last year was not only talking trash about my home-cooked meals but also told everyone i only heat up frozen dinners. like, why even lend me the strainer if you think i'm a culinary fraud? - and the craziest part? he texted me three days ago asking for the recipe to my "famous" store-bought lasagna. should i tell hi...
i literally texted my friends i couldn't go out because my “entire apartment is haunted” and like, they totally bought it. but the truth is, i just can’t face paying rent again this month. now i'm regretting my life choices as i sip instant noodles while planning a ghostbuster style therapy session in my head. seriously, how do you even ghost a bunch of ghosts?
not gonna lie, just found out my neighbor has been playing their trumpet every night at midnight for six months. nobody told me, but now i wake up and feel like a character in a bad musical. i'm out here searching for the lyrics to a song that doesn't exist.
not gonna lie, just found out my neighbor has been playing their trumpet every night at midnight for six months. nobody told me, but now i wake up and feel like a character in a bad musical. i'm out here searching for the lyrics to a song that doesn't exist.
day 37 of pretending my barista is my soulmate. just rehearsed how ill react when they tell me they’re moving away for a “job opportunity.” got it down to the perfect balance of heartbreak and casual acceptance, but honestly, they have no idea. meanwhile, ohio state just snagged a ton of transfers, and i’m still here hoping for some form of acknowledgement over my triple caramel macchiato. #OhioSt...