β exhibit a β
framed without consent. cope.
β matching energy, unmatched chaos
β that trip we still talk about ~
β a very random tuesday, peak vibe
β us, pretending we have it together
(we don't. that's fine. we have each other.)
β if i'm being honest β
don't read this π (read this) β
dear diary,
so um. it's friendship day. and i realised i've never actually told my idiot best colleagues what they mean to me. like, ever. we don't do feelings. we do memes π€‘
i think i KNOW it's not normal to: have a whole language made of eyebrow raises, reply "omw" before they finish typing, and save them the last bite every time π₯Ή
like β they've seen me making chaos after drinking and making my own plans and forcing everyone . and they juststayed. every single time. didn't even make it weird.
anyway. point is. i won the best colleagues lottery and if they ever read this β no you didn't. close the diary π
β exhibit b β
if anyone else read these they'd call the police
~ a tiny test ~
literally tried to imagine it.
brain just kept loading your face. weird. β¨
we're not the mushy type.
this website says otherwise.
we're us. and that's everything.
go drink some water, text me back,
and remember you're THAT person. π