wait, so i tried picking up knitting during all this six nations hype. thought it would calm me down, you know? ended up tangled in yarn like some sad rugby player after a bad tackle. so there i am, in the living room, screaming about dropped stitches while my sibling asks me when they’ll get that 'temporary' loan back. the dog just stares like he’s judging my life choices... then suddenly, the ne...
its not that I want to change their mind about relationships. its just that I’ve started imagining how great our lives would be if they could just learn to love me like I love their taste in obscure films. I don’t want a commitment, just want to be their favorite movie character who gets to exist in their world, even if it’s just in fleeting scenes.
it’s not that i have a deep love for baking—it's just that i thought maybe a three-tier cake could solve all my problems. picture this: me, in an apron, covered in flour, praying my cupcakes don’t turn out like golf balls. then i see the news about my team scoring big, and suddenly, i'm comparing the intensity of my baking flops to their championship games. like, if they can bounce back from a loss, can i bounce back from using salt instead of sugar? i mean, it’s ALL a mess, and honestly, the only trophy i’m winning here is for *most awkward baker*. # #bakingfail
it’s not that i have a deep love for baking—it's just that i thought maybe a three-tier cake could solve all my problems. picture this: me, in an apron, covered in flour, praying my cupcakes don’t turn out like golf balls. then i see the news about my team scoring big, and suddenly, i'm comparing the intensity of my baking flops to their championship games. like, if they can bounce back from a loss, can i bounce back from using salt instead of sugar? i mean, it’s ALL a mess, and honestly, the only trophy i’m winning here is for *most awkward baker*. # #bakingfail
bruh, i just sent an email to my professor about a project and literally spent three days overthinking it like i’m waiting for a life-changing response. then i got back “lol” as if i just sent them a cat meme instead of a whole thesis. i mean, why do i care more about this project than they do? now i’m contemplating whether to go for the double follow-up or just silently retreat into a corner. who...