Every headline, email or text I've read today has made me physically scream. And now "a TB patient was in the underground-parking-lot-turned-makeshift-hospital in your area for five days" and I swear this will be the one that breaks me

What does BGT even know about polar bears

File this under "ill-advised but absolutely necessary"

crying at a random travel vlog because this guy wanted to go out and explore so he just got on a train and had a day out, meanwhile I wanted to see my baby niece today and got caught by three separate rounds of ballistic missiles on my 20 minute journey there. I miss my life

there's a place for us // somewhere, a place for us // peace and quiet and open air // wait for us, somewhere

Was sad, had to go pet a dog, still sad but now sad with dog

texted a childhood friend in tears that I'll be missing his wedding because the war made the airline pull out and I can't get there. if anyone needs me I'll be crying in bed for the foreseeable

[siren starts] "man, just as I opened a ripe avocado? do you know how rare those are-"

you know it's really bad when a picture from your hometown is featured at the top of the new york times

tell me nice things?

The news is full of pictures of my hometown on literal fire and I don't know how to deal with that at all

Putting up bunting in a bomb shelter is like putting rainbow sprinkles on a weetabix

Sure, everything sucks, but the neighbour's kid baked cookies for the whole building, left them at people's doors and then peeked in the hallway to see people receive them, and that is the sweetest thing I've ever seen. I didn't have the heart to tell her I'm allergic 😭💛

a senior exec took a nice picture of me presenting at the kickoff, cropped me out of it, and posted it on linkedin as if they're listening to him, happy international women's day!!

I would like one (1) good thing please

Watching Americans try to express their opinions about the war is like listening to Prologue from Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812. I understand this is niche but it is also true, so

Respectfully, FUCK

Tired girls are tired

Pausing our regularly scheduled programing to bring you, oh, what's this, something good that's happening? I can hardly believe it myself, but here it is nonetheless. (This makes financial sense even if you see one show a year, also it feels nice to support art and you deserve to feel nice.)

Googling "how to stop feeling so overwhelmed" and all the results say "go on a walk outside" or "turn off the news for a day" and then googling "okay, but how to stop feeling so overwhelmed when you can't do any of that stuff-"

Hey, we're okay. 💛

🖤

The comeback nobody wanted: dog in shelter

Good morning and a big "fuck this" to anyone who still cares

An unexpected side effect of having a black eye is I feel closer to Jack Antonoff than ever before (also yes I'm wearing a Christmas jumper just to spite @watsoncomedian.bsky.social)

I did really well at my big girl job today, please be proud

I know in my head that the sun sets even on the worst days, but I had to see it with my own eyes to believe it

Friends, things are very very bad at the moment and I could use some cheering up. Cute replies, nice texts, basically anything you can do to distract me from my current circumstances. Thanks x

Sometimes you just have to recite the entire dialogue of the opening number of Operation Mincemeat in front of Rosie Jones while sporting a black eye

Having a real tough time with the "why do bad things happen randomly to people who don't deserve them" questions this morning

No wonder I love London so much, I am simply the best version of myself here. The type of person who remembers every moment is precious and makes the most of it, collecting a year's worth of anecdotes in a week. I only got here and I already miss it.

I wonder why every man in my life thinks he's entitled to my undivided time and attention. Like, do I give off a vibe that says "anything you want from me is more important than whatever else I currently have going on", or-

Nothing compares to the feeling of your favourite artist announcing new music

Friendly reminder to always shoot your shot, because you think "nah that'll never happen" and then you try and it DOES happen and you have a good thing. It's possible that this is a well known fact, but I'm only just discovering it now, so.

I am more emotionally invested in whether this guy's partner cheats on wordle than nearly anything else these days, and that should tell you everything you need to know about the quality of the writing and acting. If you're not listening yet, this is your sign to start.

bleachers announce new music > I immediately pick up my guitar

I apologise in advance for the person I will become when new episodes of Ted Lasso air

The main thing I'm taking from the 2016 trend is how thrilled me-from-ten-years-ago would be with the me-from-now I've turned out to be. I won't pretend it's perfect, but looking back at those photos, it's hard to ignore how many of her dreams I almost take for granted.

It's really amazing what a 30-minute walk in the sun can do for your mental health

Check on your musical theatre friends today, they're likely having an emotional breakdown over a hat being finished

My new year's resolution is to dance as much as possible. Looking for songs for my "music to move to" playlist: must have a banging guitar riff, a sax solo, basically anything that's impossible to sit still while listening to. Send me your best bops, please!

Happy 10th birthday to my best friend, who taught me what unconditional love feels like 🖤

The main thing I'm taking from Taskmaster NYT is that Sam Ryder is somehow even more sweet than I imagined and that I would like to be his best friend

I just wish people who are incredibly privileged and safe would stop making self-centered commentary about life-or-death situations of people they hadn't met in countries they've never set foot in

"Introduce yourself with what almost killed you" no I don't think you'd like it if I did

My uncle died today. I won't lie to you, I didn't care for this man. He was unkind, often violent, I hadn't talked to him in years. But there were people who loved him, and those people are sad, and the whole thing is COMPLICATED and I HATE IT. Life is a fragile thing, isn't it.

Didn't think this was in the cards this year, but maybe it's my own little Christmas miracle 🎄🤍

If you celebrate Christmas, you're legally obligated to send me a picture of your tree 🌲

Where does one find hope and strength to carry on? Asking for a friend

I would just like to state for the record that [loud, anguished scream, a scream so intense my soul leaves my body and floats aimlessly in space, until it finally finds peace]