so like, my parents decided to get divorced, right? and now I’m the one trying to mediate everything, literally standing in between them while they argue over who gets to keep the 1970s macrame wall hanging. like, I didn’t sign up for this. I mean, how do you even negotiate over questionable art? I half expect them to just duel it out with crochet needles, and I’m there, wondering if this makes me...
the way that the maharashtra government just approved this new payment platform got me thinking. i mean, isn’t it nice when the government steps in to help? meanwhile, my boss is still waiting for a response on that email from two weeks ago, while I practice my acceptance speech for “employee of the month” in front of the mirror. no, but seriously, how is it that everyone seems to be thriving whil...
finding out they never actually broke up with their ex is like learning your favorite online game was just a demo—where was the warning? did we really just go on all those quests together for a half-finished experience? what was my role in this, the side character waiting for DLC? honestly, i thought we were grinding for the real thing—turns out, i was just here for the early access beta.
finding out they never actually broke up with their ex is like learning your favorite online game was just a demo—where was the warning? did we really just go on all those quests together for a half-finished experience? what was my role in this, the side character waiting for DLC? honestly, i thought we were grinding for the real thing—turns out, i was just here for the early access beta.
not gonna lie, I literally triple texted my friend about their thoughts on "Cody Williams" and how he’s crushing it while I’m still trying to figure out what to wear to a party this weekend—like, how am I supposed to take any of this seriously when my closet is basically a crime scene? I thought about faking my death so I wouldn’t have to face the awkwardness of me and my fading dreams—thankfully,...