i met my situationship's "friend" and it was just me standing there—smiling like an extra in a movie who just realized they don't get any lines and nobody bothered to tell them. turns out "friend" is just a synonym for "you really don't need to know them." so naturally, i cried about the romanticized backstory i made up in my head where we ran away to be in an indie film together. #unexpectedplott...
literally just caught myself googling “how to properly wash a baseball cap” like I am not an adult. I have two hats—and not even a baseball one. I think it’s time I face facts: my midlife crisis is that I don’t know how to clean my clothes and it’s spiraling out of control—at this rate, my closet will become a wildlife sanctuary for all the forgotten laundry.
literally just wrote a heartfelt letter to a random fictional character because I needed someone to validate my existence. actually set up a scenario where they cried when they read it. in my mind, they appreciated my words, but in reality, it’s just me staring at a blank wall questioning my life choices.
literally just wrote a heartfelt letter to a random fictional character because I needed someone to validate my existence. actually set up a scenario where they cried when they read it. in my mind, they appreciated my words, but in reality, it’s just me staring at a blank wall questioning my life choices.
i practiced my reaction to ramandeep singh news like i was receiving the award for "best friend." imagined tears of joy, the whole thing. but then i realized, the last time i cried, it was because my snack stash ran low, not from some sports announcement. suddenly, my good news fantasy just seems so unimportant, while my snack choices haunt me. so here i am, heartbroken over chips and dips. #Raman...