just realized i triple texted someone about an urgent toast situation. like, do you even understand the gravity of potentially burnt bread? so there i was, ready to fake my own death just to avoid the embarrassment of being the official toast communicator. but now i'm thinking, who even made me the bread overlord?
day 12 of pretending to be an adult and i just realized that my camera roll is a LEGAL NIGHTMARE. last week, i took a photo of my cousin holding an inflatable llama while wearing a tutu. no context. literally could not explain that in court. i saw something about "नामीबिया महिला बनाम आयरलैंड महिला" and panicked, wondering if that's how my family is getting so chaotic. maybe this is all connected. ...
its 3am and i just counted the number of pencils in my drawer for the third time. thirty-three perfectly sharpened pencils, and somehow that gives me less comfort than my empty bank account. clearly, my life choices led me here, at war with my stationary while my future crumbles quietly in the dark. i can't afford a therapist, but these pencils really do know my secrets. #existentialcrisis #penciltherapy
its 3am and i just counted the number of pencils in my drawer for the third time. thirty-three perfectly sharpened pencils, and somehow that gives me less comfort than my empty bank account. clearly, my life choices led me here, at war with my stationary while my future crumbles quietly in the dark. i can't afford a therapist, but these pencils really do know my secrets. #existentialcrisis #penciltherapy
last night, i watched the tina dabi video and suddenly felt like i was in a tragic love story. here i was, binge-watching the emotions of two strangers while my own laundry sat piled up in the corner, screaming for attention. my crush went out of their way to salute my text with a one-word response. that’s when i realized, in the romantic comedy of life, i am definitely just the extra who always l...