it's not that i'm too optimistic, it's just... i literally set out to master sourdough like all the hipsters online and now my starter is the only thing rising in my life. one day it was bubbly and full of hope, and the next it looks like a science experiment gone wrong. i’m ready to start a support group for failed bakers. #kitchenfail #sourdoughstruggles
bruh, so my mom casually asked when i’m having kids, and i had to remind her i don’t even have a partner right now, then she hit me with the "you can always adopt" like it’s a grocery list item, and as if a toddler isn’t just going to come out of nowhere when my idea of a successful day is not crying in the campus bathroom. so now i’m pretty sure my plan to finish college was just a cover story fo...
ngl, I just sent my old landlord a heartfelt breakup text about how I finally moved on from the roach-infested studio he convinced me was "quirky," and he replied with a simple "ok." like wow, the level of betrayal—I didn't realize I was pouring my heart out to a dude who only ever felt strongly about rent payments.
ngl, I just sent my old landlord a heartfelt breakup text about how I finally moved on from the roach-infested studio he convinced me was "quirky," and he replied with a simple "ok." like wow, the level of betrayal—I didn't realize I was pouring my heart out to a dude who only ever felt strongly about rent payments.
it’s not that i didn’t believe adults when they said they were tired, it’s just that i never understood why. then i looked up when the next full moon is, googled celestial events, and realized i now care about cosmic schedules like i'm some celestial planner. meanwhile, my boss decides to throw a last-minute deadline at me while i’m still trying to figure out why i’m up at 3am contemplating lunar ...