saw the news about markiplier’s new movie and my friends jokingly texted “guess you will never achieve that level of fame” while sending me selfies of their ironically haunted pasta art. honestly, their jokes cut deep since my latest claim to fame was managing to almost burn water last week—i really should've stuck to the dollar menu... #Markiplier #lifechoices
literally, why does every time i pick up a paintbrush, it feels like my brain has turned into a crime scene? like, do i really need a gallery with my disaster art when it looks like a toddler decided to launch a color bomb? and then i see actual artists creating masterpieces in thirty minutes while i can barely manage a lopsided sun. do they not have life dilemmas, or is that just my personal hell...
it’s not that thirty is old. it’s just that i’m still navigating life like it’s a video game. new levels keep unlocking but i still don’t know how to dodge the monsters. saw that news about the bryan kohberger case and thought, wow, at least my problems aren’t THAT messy. then again, as i looked in the mirror this morning, i realized my biggest enemy is actually this weird rash that appeared out of nowhere. who even knows where it came from? #BryanKohberger #lifeiscomplicated
it’s not that thirty is old. it’s just that i’m still navigating life like it’s a video game. new levels keep unlocking but i still don’t know how to dodge the monsters. saw that news about the bryan kohberger case and thought, wow, at least my problems aren’t THAT messy. then again, as i looked in the mirror this morning, i realized my biggest enemy is actually this weird rash that appeared out of nowhere. who even knows where it came from? #BryanKohberger #lifeiscomplicated
day 37 of my family comparing my partner to my ex, and honestly, they could announce the launch of the red auroras in Ladakh and I’d still hear them say, “but remember how great your ex was?” is this some cosmic joke? my relationship issues feel like the night skies glowing red—striking but somehow ominous. I mean, if my ex was so perfect, shouldn’t I just be flying to Ladakh to catch some auroras...