just realized my parents popped in outta nowhere while i was trying to replicate a cooking video i saw online. lets just say it turned into a smoke alarm symphony. so there they were, standing in my apartment with the faint smell of burnt kale and a half-finished jigsaw puzzle of a cat. they didn’t see my LIFE choices in shambles. they saw my ARTISTIC vision in flames.
i always thought thirty was some ancient age. but here i am, just weeks away, and i find myself daydreaming about the barista at my local café. their energy pulls me in like some rom-com. i was halfway through confessing my love over a chai latte when i overheard them say they were engaged… and it hit me—if ryan reynolds can't get it right, what chance do i have with...
i just found out the usa women lost to the netherlands women and all i could think was, wow, i keep holding onto friendships like it’s the championship game. you know, that feeling when you're trying to spark a connection while they’re already drafting their goodbye notes? like last week, i spent three hours texting a "friend" about their favorite pizza toppings, and they replied with a one-word answer before ghosting me, kind of like how the usa treated their chance at victory. sometimes, it feels like i'm on the field getting ready to score, but nobody showed up to play. #UsaWomenVsNetherlandsWomen #LostConnections
i just found out the usa women lost to the netherlands women and all i could think was, wow, i keep holding onto friendships like it’s the championship game. you know, that feeling when you're trying to spark a connection while they’re already drafting their goodbye notes? like last week, i spent three hours texting a "friend" about their favorite pizza toppings, and they replied with a one-word answer before ghosting me, kind of like how the usa treated their chance at victory. sometimes, it feels like i'm on the field getting ready to score, but nobody showed up to play. #UsaWomenVsNetherlandsWomen #LostConnections
so I read about Taylor Swift's Eras Tour breaking records and suddenly I’m flashing back to that time I spent a whole week trying to learn the choreography for a song nobody cares about, in my tiny apartment, with my elderly neighbor banging on the wall at three in the morning. I thought I was going to unleash my inner pop star, but really, I just ended up sweaty and cringey, reflecting on how I c...