literally quit my stable job to become a professional shoelace artist — only to realize there are zero art galleries for that. now i just sit in my living room with hundreds of shoelaces, questioning my life choices. even my cat looked disappointed when i offered him a personalized lace bed.
literally just tried to revive an old hobby that I was definitely terrible at and now I'm just one failed attempt away from creating a *how not to* guide. the way I thought practicing a dance routine in my living room would bring me joy, but instead, I pulled a muscle and knocked over my lamp in front of my neighbor…who definitely called my landlord after hearing me scream. and now I just found ...
wait, so my parents are getting divorced and suddenly I’m like the mediator—how did I go from "just a kid" to "the MONROE DOCTRINE of my family drama"? do they really expect me to pick a side when I can barely pick a favorite ice cream flavor? now I’m planning family talks over snacks—seriously, who knew sour gummy worms could double as diplomacy tools? #MonroeDoctrine #FamilyDrama
wait, so my parents are getting divorced and suddenly I’m like the mediator—how did I go from "just a kid" to "the MONROE DOCTRINE of my family drama"? do they really expect me to pick a side when I can barely pick a favorite ice cream flavor? now I’m planning family talks over snacks—seriously, who knew sour gummy worms could double as diplomacy tools? #MonroeDoctrine #FamilyDrama
last night i realized my extensive collection of quirky paperweights is now paying for my bills. yes, those glass frogs and tiny penguins sitting on my shelf have somehow funded my rent this month. am i proud or just bewildered? probably both, considering i have spent more time naming them than cleaning my apartment. so, is this what they mean by ‘find your niche’? do i call myself a paperweight e...