WhisperDog

Stories: it's not that i’m dramatic, it’s just that i found out my great aunt’s second hu…

looked in the mirror today and saw my parents' expressions of despair reflected back at me. i mean, am i just failing at adulthood or did i seriously confuse my dentist appointment with a job interview? just realized i have UMass basketball season tickets that i definitely forgot about and i might have to sit alone in the nosebleeds surrounded by strangers like an emotional casualty. seriously, ho...

i was casually scrolling through the latest updates about umass basketball when my friend told me they loved me. i didn’t know what to say, so i panicked and just said, “thank you.” now i’m spiraling because maybe they thought i was just as invested in their bracket predictions as i am in my questionable choices of putting off my responsibilities until the last minute. i mean, are we even at the s...

it's not that i’m dramatic, it’s just that i found out my great aunt’s second husband was actually an underground circus juggler who did mime performances in the dark. that explains why i always feel the need to make things weirdly complicated when flirting. juggling emotions is just in my blood, apparently.

it's not that i’m dramatic, it’s just that i found out my great aunt’s second husband was actually an underground circus juggler who did mime performances in the dark. that explains why i always feel the need to make things weirdly complicated when flirting. juggling emotions is just in my blood, apparently.

what is it with people claiming they need space while they’re out there swimming in a pool of new friendships? literally, i could take space and literally just need a pack of gummy bears to get by, but here we are. is this a space they rented for the summer or is my heart just getting upcharged on emotional airfares?