it’s day 47 of discovering my friends think i’m the “weird one.” overheard them discussing my habit of creating playlists for every emotion. what do you mean not everyone makes a 75 song collection called “existential dread with a side of fries”? just found out they think i’m that friend who watches too much true crime. is it my fault i don’t want to end up as a documentary episode? #Iex #unexpect...
just found out my toxic coworker got promoted, and now they are literally my boss. how am i supposed to look them in the eye when they used to leave their lunch in the fridge for a week and it turned into an experiment gone wrong? am i destined to serve under someone who once said “it’s just a little mold?” it's like finding out that amanda batula’s breakup somehow validates my entire existence, a...
not gonna lie, my 'best friend' only texts me when they need my dad's secret BBQ sauce recipe — am I their culinary consultant or their actual friend? and can we talk about the fact that they didn’t even bother to ask how my weekend was before diving straight into “so what do you put in the sauce again?” — what am I, a walking cookbook?
not gonna lie, my 'best friend' only texts me when they need my dad's secret BBQ sauce recipe — am I their culinary consultant or their actual friend? and can we talk about the fact that they didn’t even bother to ask how my weekend was before diving straight into “so what do you put in the sauce again?” — what am I, a walking cookbook?