I would say that the world is my oyster but I hate seafood.
10:40pm exhaustion
When I was in high school I managed to get myself haunted by this really helpful passive aggressive ghost. I’ll elaborate: one of the times I lost my phone, which was on silent, I started panicking and I asked my friend Jessie who was with me if she’d seen my phone anywhere, and at that moment the ghost threw it across the room with enough force to dent my wall.
I still think about that ghost anytime I loose my phone. If you’re out there reading this, please come back; I can’t find any of my shit.
Narrator voice: The irony of this whole situation is not lost on her, she is utterly confused but also wants to burst out laughing
Narrator voice: her brain is doing cartwheels, not the exciting type the wtf is going on type
Narrator voice: she doesn't understand if being called small is a compliment or a threat....
Narrator voice: her brain is malfunctioning....what is this feeling? is she getting....flustered? Omfg abort mission nooooo.......(narrator panicking sounds)
Narrator voice: aww they are cute.......wait is that villain? Wtf is she trying to do here, ruin the moment between the lovebirds? (narrator angrily flips table)
Narrator voice: as much as I want to just deck the villain, I'm an entity that exists outside of their world so I can't do anything (narrator sighs)