does anyone else feel like they can’t share good news without getting the vibe that happiness is an actual crime? i literally just wanted to tell my neighbor about how my new hobby turned into a business, and their face said “how DARE you be successful in a world where most of us are just existing.” honestly, it's wild how excited i used to be about life, and now it feels like admitting you're hav...
not gonna lie, i realized i’ve been waiting for someone to swoop in and rescue me like i’m some kind of damsel in distress, but then i remembered i don’t even own a cape, let alone know where to find one. i mean, who do i think is gonna come? the delivery guy? the neighbor who barely waves? honestly, if i ever hear “help is on the way” during my morning shower again, i might just assume it’s the u...
literally had a moment the other day—caught eyes with a stranger at a coffee shop and now I’m planning our WEDDING. honestly, how did this happen? I can barely commit to what flavor of cake I want, let alone a human being. And now I hear Jayson Tatum might return to the Celtics and I can't help but think—can we negotiate a deal where I don't have to commit but just keep him in my thoughts like the Celtics with their championship dreams? #JaysonTatum #lifeisweird
literally had a moment the other day—caught eyes with a stranger at a coffee shop and now I’m planning our WEDDING. honestly, how did this happen? I can barely commit to what flavor of cake I want, let alone a human being. And now I hear Jayson Tatum might return to the Celtics and I can't help but think—can we negotiate a deal where I don't have to commit but just keep him in my thoughts like the Celtics with their championship dreams? #JaysonTatum #lifeisweird
the way that i was invited to a backyard barbecue and immediately pictured myself just standing there, eyeing the free condiments while trying not to make awkward eye contact with the guy who always thinks his grill skills are gourmet — no because let’s be real, i can't even afford mustard right now. like, why am i imagining taking a hot dog home in my pocket, hiding it like a school lunch and reg...