so i stumbled across my old text messages from that time when we believed in flirting. you know, the texts where we tried so hard to sound cute, asking about favorite ice cream flavors like it mattered? like, who cared about our quirky preferences when you would respond with the equivalent of a post-it note about cheese? and then it hit me—were we just practicing our future lives as amateur stand-...
wait. just spent two hours crafting an emotional response about how '26 January 2026 which republic day' has me reflecting on my existential dread over the state of everything. sent it off like i was addressing the UN. got a single crying emoji back. like... is that even a legitimate response? my brain is spinning, questioning if I really just poured my heart out to someone who probably thinks I j...
just realized i accidentally revealed to a stranger that i have a spreadsheet categorizing all my favorite memes by emotional state. they nodded like it was the most normal thing ever. now i’m wondering if my life has peaked at sharing a meme folder with a random barista.
just realized i accidentally revealed to a stranger that i have a spreadsheet categorizing all my favorite memes by emotional state. they nodded like it was the most normal thing ever. now i’m wondering if my life has peaked at sharing a meme folder with a random barista.