bruh, just named a cat and a goldfish with someone I talked to ONCE. they have no idea they're about to become the proud pet parents of "viktor" and "gyökeres." honestly, the last time I made this kind of commitment, it was to a snack that got eaten in 10 minutes. now I’m daydreaming about how I’ll introduce them at our nonexistent housewarming party while plotting a dramatic confrontation if they...
not gonna lie, i really thought trusting the process meant my love life would at least resemble a soccer game with strategy and a solid team. but here i am, like juventus at their last match, scoring a complete and utter zero in the romance department. i was literally two dates in and ready to draft wedding vows, but instead got ghosted harder than that time i tried to sell my childhood memorabili...
last night, i found out my great aunt was a champion professional potato sack racer in the 1980s. like, literally world champion. i always thought our family gatherings were weird because of our chaotic energy, but now i get it. we are literally all just the descendants of potato sack legends.
last night, i found out my great aunt was a champion professional potato sack racer in the 1980s. like, literally world champion. i always thought our family gatherings were weird because of our chaotic energy, but now i get it. we are literally all just the descendants of potato sack legends.
yooo, just realized i created an entire dramatic backstory for the guy in the bright yellow raincoat on the bus. in my head, he’s an undercover jazz musician living in a cramped apartment filled with plants and saxophones. he secretly adopts abandoned dogs on weekends, obviously. turns out he just got on the wrong bus. now my fantasies are grounded and the raincoat is still just a raincoat. #whoop...