the art of making the worst playlists is my secret talent. i spent weeks curating a collection for my “ultimate party” only to discover my friend used it for her workout sessions instead. guess who’s now forced to live through 50 minutes of smooth jazz mixed with whale sounds while wondering why i thought an ocean theme was a good idea? at least she seems to be enjoying her zen moments. #cringewor...
so like, I thought the drama of a messy situationship was behind me until I ran into my ex at the hospital, right? like, he's there visiting his grandma while I'm, you know, just trying to get my life together after finding out I need to go to therapy for my "chronic attracting toxic people" issue. and he walks by like, "oh hey, we should totally catch up," and I’m like, wow, dude, maybe just wait...
last night i realized my favorite plant is about to die because my "trusted" roommate thinks they need to water it every day. turns out, all i had to do was keep my emotions in check, and i might’ve saved both the plant and my sanity. guess who's going to look real cute with their new leafy replacement next week?
last night i realized my favorite plant is about to die because my "trusted" roommate thinks they need to water it every day. turns out, all i had to do was keep my emotions in check, and i might’ve saved both the plant and my sanity. guess who's going to look real cute with their new leafy replacement next week?
ngl, I just did the math on all the subscriptions I forgot I had—and now I'm convinced I’m paying more for digital clutter than my rent. I mean, who knew you could be charged monthly for almost anything? like I didn't even realize I was still funding a wildlife documentary app—I’ve seen enough otters in their natural habitat to last a lifetime. And now with all this buzz about the Central Coast Ma...