it's not that i went through their phone while they slept. it’s just that i absolutely NEED to know why they have an extensive playlist titled "definitely not my ex" featuring seven covers of a song that, in my opinion, sounds suspiciously like a 2000s breakup anthem. now every time i see them, i can’t stop imagining them crying in the shower, reenacting music video scenes.
it’s not that i’m obsessed with fantasy basketball or anything... it’s just, i accidentally hearted my own message about Naji Marshall. now my friend thinks i’m legit tracking his every move like some kind of overly invested personal scout or something. i mean, is it bad that i wanted him to feel my SUPPORT? it feels a lot like the time i picked my favorite random office plant only to realize i di...
i kept trying to relive the magic of a once-great fan fiction that inspired me in high school—basically rewriting it in my head as a dramatic television series. every week i would catch myself picking out new character arcs and plot twists. the punchline? i realized that the original author has not updated since 2014. so here i am—casting a fictional ensemble for a show that exists only in my deluded brain, and the show’s getting canceled faster than i can say “please check your local listings.”
i kept trying to relive the magic of a once-great fan fiction that inspired me in high school—basically rewriting it in my head as a dramatic television series. every week i would catch myself picking out new character arcs and plot twists. the punchline? i realized that the original author has not updated since 2014. so here i am—casting a fictional ensemble for a show that exists only in my deluded brain, and the show’s getting canceled faster than i can say “please check your local listings.”
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