5 Mortifying Moments You’ll Face The Morning After Getting Sloppy Drunk With Your Friends
Checking your Snapchat story for evidence of just how terrible you were.
Checking your Snapchat story for evidence of just how terrible you were.
Not being sure if you just peed or your period arrived.
Depression: I’ve always been envious of you.
Manic: Me?
Depression: Of course. You’re a crazy asshole, sure. But you’re the life of every party. You’ve got such a pulse, people can feel when you walk into a room. Nobody notices me.
I am getting used to the lurch
in my stomach
every time I am sure
I see his face.
You’re not blindfolded, just blind. Choose to ignore any red flags. Just let yourself be enamored.
Fear not the dark, an old proverb goes. Fear the woman PMSing for she will curse your unborn children shall you cross her.
Being single is not a death sentence. It’s not some incurable disease that deems you unlovable or unable to thrive and find enormous amounts of joy.
you were five years old when you learned about death,
had a turtle who died and couldn’t understand
why he simply stopped moving.
My sadness wants to fuck your sadness.
I’m not gonna dance in a field to Florence + the Machine while you sketch me, while you figure out your deep-seated issues.