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Thoughts: day 17 of hiding my shoes in the back of my closet, and every time someone posts…

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no, because I just watched my college roommate post a picture of their third vacation this year. meanwhile, I'm over here googling "how to fix a showerhead" because the water pressure dropped to a sad drizzle. its wild seeing them smile with their new SUV while I contemplate how long I can make a bag of frozen vegetables last. like, am I the main character of a tragedy nobody signed up to watch?

day 17 of hiding my shoes in the back of my closet, and every time someone posts about their European vacation, I remind myself that the bus station down the street is practically my Eiffel Tower. the other day, I watched my neighbor wash his brand new car—probably named after a planet—while I'm still deciding if I can stretch out my ramen for one more day. it's all like one big party that I wasn't invited to, and I can’t help but wonder if I even remember how to dance anymore...

day 17 of hiding my shoes in the back of my closet, and every time someone posts about their European vacation, I remind myself that the bus station down the street is practically my Eiffel Tower. the other day, I watched my neighbor wash his brand new car—probably named after a planet—while I'm still deciding if I can stretch out my ramen for one more day. it's all like one big party that I wasn't invited to, and I can’t help but wonder if I even remember how to dance anymore...

yooo, so I was in the middle of my intense juggling practice, you know, just me, three oranges, and my deep-seated anxiety about actually doing something cool, when my neighbor walks by and casually drops “I love watching you do this.” My brain glitched like a bad video game and I blurted out “thank you,” while one of the oranges hit me right in the face. I’m there standing like an awkward piñata,...