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Stories: it’s two a.m. and i just sent a full essay about my sock drawer’s tragic state t…

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have you ever replayed something in your head that you thought you buried—like that time you tried to sing a Beyonce song at karaoke and thought you nailed it? but the only thing people remembered was how you mispronounced every word like you were possessed. now I wake up at 3am thinking—if only I had used that energy to ask out the person who sang next—too bad my heart is still too embarrassed to...

it’s two a.m. and i just sent a full essay about my sock drawer’s tragic state to the sock company instead of my friend. honestly, what kind of ego boost did i need to assume they would care about my holey habits? now they probably think i’m single-handedly ruining the fabric of society with mismatched socks.

it’s two a.m. and i just sent a full essay about my sock drawer’s tragic state to the sock company instead of my friend. honestly, what kind of ego boost did i need to assume they would care about my holey habits? now they probably think i’m single-handedly ruining the fabric of society with mismatched socks.

it's not that i don’t want to join you all for karaoke, it’s just that i am in a fierce, deep-seated feud with my fridge. i swear, every time i open that door, the leftovers stare at me, judging my choices. my plan for the night is to have an in-depth discussion with my veggie drawer about boundaries. so if anyone needs me, i'll be holding a very serious meeting.