i bought this fancy kitchen gadget to make homemade sushi because, like, it looked cool in the videos. fast forward a month, and my credit card bill was a gut punch. here i am, literally using it for frozen pizza instead of what it was designed for, while my Instagram feed thinks i’m a culinary genius. turns out, it’s just a really expensive sushi roll of regret.
I just heard about the rain ruining the match and all I could think about was how nothing ever goes right for me. Last time I planned a big outing with friends, I canceled because my family was pushing me into yet another conversation about my future. You know, the one where they compare me to my overachieving cousins who have everything figured out. It’s funny how I can stare at my gaming setup f...
the way that holiday dinner turned into an intervention over my choice to study pottery — like, is crafting an art or a life crisis? why do they think my hobby is their business? sure, my apartment looks like a clay explosion, but at least i’m not selling essential oils online like someone i know — are they really qualified to judge?
the way that holiday dinner turned into an intervention over my choice to study pottery — like, is crafting an art or a life crisis? why do they think my hobby is their business? sure, my apartment looks like a clay explosion, but at least i’m not selling essential oils online like someone i know — are they really qualified to judge?
bruh, I told everyone I couldn't go to that concert because I "had a prior commitment," but really I was at home binging that Netflix series I've already seen six times—who's winning in life here, me or the guy singing about heartbreak I couldn’t afford a ticket for? - should I have just said my wallet needed a hug instead? #livingthatbrokeclublife #priorcommitments