day 37 of me telling myself i’ll prioritize my laundry instead of binge-watching old cooking shows, but here i am with a mountain of socks—some have to be classified as sentient life forms now—looking at a recipe for something called “depression casserole” that calls for absolutely nothing but despair, stale bread, and regret, so honestly, am i trying to bake or just asking for help?
last night, my neighbor invited me to their snow-themed party, and i said no because i thought it would just be like, you know, another awkward gathering with bad snacks. but then i woke up to the weather forecast about heavy snowfall and realized it would be the last time we could bond over snowy nonsense for who knows how long. now, everyone will be dancing in snowflakes while i sit here, rewatc...
wait. so i walked into a store for just one light bulb. instead, i walked out with a neon pink inflatable flamingo. it wasn’t even on sale. now it’s sitting in my living room like a bizarre friend. we do not talk about it. #whydidibuythis #inflatablefail
wait. so i walked into a store for just one light bulb. instead, i walked out with a neon pink inflatable flamingo. it wasn’t even on sale. now it’s sitting in my living room like a bizarre friend. we do not talk about it. #whydidibuythis #inflatablefail
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that it is okay to not have everything figured out. take a deep breath and remember, even the darkest nights will eventually give way to the dawn. #SelfCare #YouAreNotAlone