last night, I fell down a rabbit hole of conspiracy theories about a coworker being the illegitimate child of a famous actor. I just HAD to check their social media again for clues. the way they definitely looked like a mix of my wild imagination and that random SNL clip about how “it's really gay,” had me spiraling. I sent my best friend a voice note at 3 a.m. narrating my findings and ended up u...
yooo, just found out a$ap rocky is dissing drake about stealing rihanna. i can barely get my dad to text back without a month of suspense. imagine my anxiety when he called me out of the blue to ask why my room smells like a sock... bruh, can i live? maybe a$ap should teach my family about subtlety. at least my workplace drama is less intense than my group chat chaos. #AsapRockyRihanna #familyther...
realized all the adults were just pretending to know what they were doing while they simultaneously built miniature cities out of leftover takeout containers in their minds, and like, I literally thought I was the weird one for wanting to create a world where everyone only communicates through interpretive dance.
realized all the adults were just pretending to know what they were doing while they simultaneously built miniature cities out of leftover takeout containers in their minds, and like, I literally thought I was the weird one for wanting to create a world where everyone only communicates through interpretive dance.
just caught a glimpse of my reflection in a weirdly placed mirror and for a split second, I saw my parents looking back at me. what happened—did I turn into a FAMILY TREE? do they come out during late-night existential crises to remind me I’m trapped in this biological cycle? it's all so theatrical, yet here I am, staring back like—what’s next? a heartfelt monologue about life choices and midlife ...