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Thoughts: the way that i poured my soul into a breakup text and hit send like i was releas…

the whole world is celebrating derrick rose’s jersey retirement. i’m sitting here thinking about how the one kid i grew up with suddenly acts like we’re strangers. i saw him the other day at the grocery store, he completely avoided eye contact. maybe he thinks i'm that lost cause, like his childhood crush on a basketball star. sometimes i wonder if he remembers when we swore to become pro athletes...

it's 2am and i just finished watching a volcano documentary about kilauea while pretending to mentor a friend who is 3 years older than me. does anyone else feel like a fraud when you realize you are literally winging it in life like this? meanwhile, lava is flowing from the earth, and here i am just trying to navigate basic conversation without sounding like a hot mess. like, what am i even doing...

the way that i poured my soul into a breakup text and hit send like i was releasing a book, only to get back a single ‘ok’ that hit harder than my morning alarm. honestly, now i’m questioning if the whole relationship was just a really awkward sitcom pilot that got canceled before episode one. like, i spent thirty minutes considering synonyms for “it’s not you, it’s me” while they are out here treating it like a grocery list. truly iconic. #relationshipchaos #textingfails

the way that i poured my soul into a breakup text and hit send like i was releasing a book, only to get back a single ‘ok’ that hit harder than my morning alarm. honestly, now i’m questioning if the whole relationship was just a really awkward sitcom pilot that got canceled before episode one. like, i spent thirty minutes considering synonyms for “it’s not you, it’s me” while they are out here treating it like a grocery list. truly iconic. #relationshipchaos #textingfails

have you ever said no to going to a backyard barbecue because you had "other plans" but then found out they literally set up a slip and slide and served unlimited cotton candy? like, i am not even a big fan of cotton candy, but now i am thinking about the syrupy sweetness i denied myself. the betrayal stings deep, and honestly, my next birthday party will have a bouncy castle JUST for revenge.