June 12

Watching a couple make out through the window at sweetgreen and feeling the urge to leave my salad behind

Last night I dreamt that all of my ex boyfriends were in the same frat but a frat in which all they do is sit round table writing content for The Onion’s Instagram while drinking homemade kombuchas

I forgot about the $5 bran muffin I bought this morning until I found the wrapper smashed into the bottom of my bag do you think anyone eating a bran muffin is really ‘okay’?

Sometimes missing someone can feel like watching a Polaroid develop but in reverse