i just found out about this fancy new music studio opening in kohima. my friend from high school, who's never been musically inclined, is already booking studio time and planning her debut album. meanwhile, i spent my last paycheck on instant noodles and a sad avocado because apparently treating myself means "why bother?" should i start a GoFundMe for my tragic artistic aspirations or just wait fo...
ok but—realized I forgot to mail my grandmother’s birthday gift—like, it was in the closet for THREE weeks—so I went to do it last night, but the only box I found was a pizza delivery one, and now I’m trying to decide if I should write a heartfelt note on the greasy lid or just pray she doesn’t notice the “extra pepperoni” on the label...
ngl, I just found my old sketchbook from when I thought I was going to be an artist. it’s a mix of angry doodles and terrible puns—one page just says “art is wheely fun” with a drawing of a sad bicycle. every drawing is like a tiny reminder that I never figured out how to draw hands. why did I ever think this was my calling?
ngl, I just found my old sketchbook from when I thought I was going to be an artist. it’s a mix of angry doodles and terrible puns—one page just says “art is wheely fun” with a drawing of a sad bicycle. every drawing is like a tiny reminder that I never figured out how to draw hands. why did I ever think this was my calling?
ever accidentally checked someone’s phone while they were asleep and, like, everything was fine... until you hit that one app? yeah, that was me. one minute i’m scrolling through their pics of the dog, the next i’m knee-deep in their cringe-worthy diary entries about how “life feels like a scented candle gone wrong.” like, wow. can’t unsee that emotional masterpiece, now my entire perception of th...