literally, every holiday dinner feels like a performance review, where my aunt's piercing gaze drills through my soul, as she compares my life choices to my cousin who already has a condo and a dog named Jasper. honestly, my parents act like the biggest pressure cooker, insisting that my sister’s lavish wedding plans are my personal failure because I didn't ask a stranger to marry me for their gen...
wait, so i just accidentally sent my friend a message meant for my therapist about how i can't stop thinking about my ex because he's "living his best life," while i can barely decide what to wear to work every day. now they think i have a 'thing' for valentino guseli just because he suddenly made it big, but honestly, i can barely handle making instant noodles without crying. maybe one day i'll b...
sometimes i text out an entire apology to my toaster for burning my toast, and let me tell you, that baby can’t feel a thing. my inner drama queen has me crafting long speeches about how i “can’t live this lie anymore” all for a hunk of bread that won't even notice its death by char. #cringe #overdramatic
sometimes i text out an entire apology to my toaster for burning my toast, and let me tell you, that baby can’t feel a thing. my inner drama queen has me crafting long speeches about how i “can’t live this lie anymore” all for a hunk of bread that won't even notice its death by char. #cringe #overdramatic
my manager scheduled a 'quick chat' on friday at four. you know, that time when everyone is already one foot out the door, so i literally thought it was about some project feedback. instead, it’s probably going to turn into a surprise meeting about my ‘lack of engagement’ or something, right? like, i’m literally dreading it as much as when i overheard my colleague gossip about leaving for a new co...