WhisperDog

Thoughts: it’s two a.m. and i am scrolling through yet another video of someone mastering …

it's not that i don’t care about cooking... it’s just that every time i try to make something fancy, it turns into a chaotic nightmare. like, i went to make a soufflé once, and before i knew it, there was flour everywhere, smoke rising like my dignity - and my family walks in like it’s a circus act. "why can’t you cook like your cousin? she makes the perfect soufflés!" like, do you know what it’s ...

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it’s two a.m. and i am scrolling through yet another video of someone mastering a new recipe. meanwhile, my last attempt at cooking left me with charred pasta and smoke alarms blaring—nothing like the instant rise of someone else’s success while mine smolders in the kitchen. everyone’s flaunting gourmet meals like they’re easy peasy. and here i am, still figuring out how to boil water without catastrophe. maybe my real talent is being a professional audience to everyone else's culinary achievements. #leftbehind #kitchenchaos

it’s two a.m. and i am scrolling through yet another video of someone mastering a new recipe. meanwhile, my last attempt at cooking left me with charred pasta and smoke alarms blaring—nothing like the instant rise of someone else’s success while mine smolders in the kitchen. everyone’s flaunting gourmet meals like they’re easy peasy. and here i am, still figuring out how to boil water without catastrophe. maybe my real talent is being a professional audience to everyone else's culinary achievements. #leftbehind #kitchenchaos

it's 3am and i'm sitting in front of the mirror contemplating the existential crisis of who i am, after changing my whole aesthetic for someone who only appreciated my old self. like, did the eyeliner, the thrifted turtlenecks, and that weird obsession with artisanal breads really mean nothing? i mean, they texted me during the sevilla - alavés game to ask if i could just “tone it down a bit,” and...