you ever scroll through your camera roll and suddenly question if you’re a criminal? like, how do you explain a picture of a random sock on the sidewalk next to a suspiciously half-eaten burrito? no context, just evidence that i was definitely either living my best life or committing a very low-stakes felony.
literally thought I found the love of my life. they said they don’t do relationships. I believed I could CHANGE that. then I caught them tweeting about the mavericks vs knicks like it was a DEEP philosophical debate. honestly, now I’m over here questioning my ENTIRE romantic life and analyzing the off-season like it’s a relationship problem. I don’t know what hurts more, them or the fact that I’m ...
I was in the middle of a breakdown because my favorite mug broke, and now I have to wear my emotional support pineapple shirt for good luck to make rent, but then I realized… if I channel all my rage into manifesting those three extra days to get my paycheck, it could work? I might just have to write a letter to the universe detailing the sheer importance of my mug's memory. Dear Universe, please find it in your infinite wisdom… #EmotionalSupportPineapple #MugLifeMatters
I was in the middle of a breakdown because my favorite mug broke, and now I have to wear my emotional support pineapple shirt for good luck to make rent, but then I realized… if I channel all my rage into manifesting those three extra days to get my paycheck, it could work? I might just have to write a letter to the universe detailing the sheer importance of my mug's memory. Dear Universe, please find it in your infinite wisdom… #EmotionalSupportPineapple #MugLifeMatters
it’s day 13 of obsessively practicing for a “quick chat” that my manager said would last 15 minutes. what do i even say in 15 minutes? should i address my life choices? like that time i thought buying 48 chocolate bars was a good idea because it was on sale. i know they won’t ask, but still. what if they know?