Petty? Absolutely. Honest About It? Always.

I don’t hide my pettiness, I wear it like jewelry. If you cross me, expect a subtweet. If you ghost me, expect a thirst trap. If you shade me, expect me to come back louder. The difference is, I don’t pretend otherwise.

Petty becomes toxic when it’s hidden under fake kindness. Me? I’m upfront. If I’m being messy, I’ll admit it. If I’m sending a cryptic Instagram story, I’ll admit that too. There’s power in saying, “Yes, I’m being extra, and what about it?” It’s not immaturity. It’s transparency with spice.

Tessa’s Final Thought: Petty isn’t a flaw when you own it. It’s a strategy.

Disclaimer: This blog is for entertainment only. Tessa is not liable for subtweets hitting too hard, exes rewatching stories, or the emotional whiplash caused by weaponized honesty.