it's not that i can’t handle winter storms—it's just that i sent my boss a whole ten-paragraph essay about why i can't come in this weekend. she replied with a single snowflake emoji. so now i'm sitting here, rethinking my whole career path while the weather report says we're in for a doozy—like snowpocalypse levels of doozy. i'm starting to think this is what i get for asking for more responsibil...
literally woke up to a state of emergency and eighteen inches of snow in jersey, but like, all i can think about is how my ex is now dating my friend and they didn’t even tell me. like did they think i wouldn’t find out? it’s as icy as the roads outside. maybe they’ll just get stuck in a snowbank together and i’ll be left here drinking hot chocolate alone, scrolling through their Instagram and fin...
it’s three in the afternoon and my best friend just casually told someone that I once wore socks with sandals to a wedding. you would think they would have my back—NOPE. instead, they giggled and said it was the most “fierce fashion choice” they’d ever seen—and now, I’m left wondering if I should run away or… adopt a new identity based on my terrible past choices.
it’s three in the afternoon and my best friend just casually told someone that I once wore socks with sandals to a wedding. you would think they would have my back—NOPE. instead, they giggled and said it was the most “fierce fashion choice” they’d ever seen—and now, I’m left wondering if I should run away or… adopt a new identity based on my terrible past choices.
bruh, I just calculated how much time I spent reading local news instead of living my life. Honestly, I found out I could have become an expert at underwater basket weaving. Instead, I know too much about a cat stuck in a tree in my town that nobody cares about. Meanwhile, my ex is living his best life and my latest situationship ghosted me before I even knew what was happening. Am I literally sub...