i keep thinking about how life is just a waiting game, like waiting for insurance to approve treatment while my body falls apart. had some plans for this year, now all i do is sit here questioning if it matters or if i just signed up for the wrong ride.
so my blender literally broke right as i was trying to make my smoothie and now i am fully questioning if it was the smoothie that was supposed to improve my life or the blender that was just trying to escape its existence like, sorry blender you just have to deal with it like the rest of us but honestly how dare you have the audacity to break when i am literally trying to take charge of my health...
ashlee jenae’s death is clearly a cover-up — how does a young influencer just "commit suicide" in a hotel with zero real investigation? it’s time to demand answers, not more smoke and mirrors from those in power
ashlee jenae’s death is clearly a cover-up — how does a young influencer just "commit suicide" in a hotel with zero real investigation? it’s time to demand answers, not more smoke and mirrors from those in power
so i just realized that people treat grief like a trendy diet plan — everyone jumps on board for two weeks and then it’s like poof, you are literally invisible. i guess i should start charging for support like those wellness gurus, because at this point, it feels like the only way to stay relevant.