It’s Totally Fine That He Didn’t Text Me Back
Alright, let me check my phone. No response? That’s completely cool. I’ll just play with my dog for a little bit.
Alright, let me check my phone. No response? That’s completely cool. I’ll just play with my dog for a little bit.
The college group chat will be remembered for its many colorful names, conferred by different members of the chat across its 11 years of existence.
Any levels of satisfaction that we failed to offer as responses? e.g. sorta satisfied, existentially satisfied, really-good-peach satisfied, etc.
Those of us born in the '95-'97 range are the middle child between Millennials and Gen Z.
"Hello, this is Valedy calling. So sorry I missed the gig. I got pranked. Somebody nailed my coffin shut. By the time I got out, it was the next day."
In an instant a few things happened: we locked eyes and both looked away in embarrassment; and I realized it was me.
If anyone’s screen-sharing with a cop, it won’t be long until you’re keeping six feet away from the living. Screen-sharers are dead to me.
She is certainly allowed to raise her eyebrows when you admit you’re not seeing anyone, despite the fact that your city is still sheltering in place.
There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality. / We can’t watch Netflix if you’re already watching Netflix.
Text me your name, so I have it in my phone! / How long have you been in New York? We have to get together!
You should know that the only reason I’m smiling right now is because that’s all you’ve taught me to do.
See, you’re a normal person that does normal-person things. Not me though. I’ve always been more of a figure--a figure that does public things.