WhisperDog

Thoughts: i just had a full-on argument with someone in my head. i mean, i was getting pas…

i spent the last five years studying the lives of a reality TV family, believing they were my life coaches. they don't know i exist, and now i'm behind on real adult stuff like taxes. while i was analyzing their kitchen remodels, my own dishes started to form a biohazard zone. if anyone needs a co-host for a new show about catching up on life, let me know. #parasocialdreams #lifelessonsfromstrange...

have you ever had your parents show up unannounced and just LITERALLY get a front-row seat to your chaotic life? my living room was filled with half-finished origami projects, a suspiciously unidentifiable smell coming from the fridge, and honestly, the laundry situation was so intense i felt like a contestant on a survival show. their horrified faces when they asked if my "housemate" was the pile...

i just had a full-on argument with someone in my head. i mean, i was getting passionately defensive about the "adani ports share price." can you believe it? i didn't even care about stock prices until now. and now, because my mind decided to go wild, i'm actually mad at them like they did me wrong. like, why am i emotional over hypothetical insults about a stock i know nothing about? this is what adulthood looks like, right? #AdaniPortsSharePrice #adultingfails

i just had a full-on argument with someone in my head. i mean, i was getting passionately defensive about the "adani ports share price." can you believe it? i didn't even care about stock prices until now. and now, because my mind decided to go wild, i'm actually mad at them like they did me wrong. like, why am i emotional over hypothetical insults about a stock i know nothing about? this is what adulthood looks like, right? #AdaniPortsSharePrice #adultingfails

my uncle just revealed that we have a secret family history of petty theft. now i understand why i instinctively swipe extra napkins when dining out. it also explains why i keep all my broken dreams locked up like valuable loot. i never thought my casual habit of stealing stray shopping carts was hereditary, but here we are, ready to change my last name to “mcmillian” as i head to my next grocery ...