last night, i found myself drafting an elaborate defense for auxerre against psg in my head while scrolling through job listings. like, i was ready to dissect each player’s strategy, yet i haven’t even been able to articulate my feelings about getting laid off two weeks ago. caught myself having this huge argument with the imaginary psg coach in the mirror, while my fridge was practically begging ...
wait, so they hired roger denny as the new athletic director. meanwhile, i moved to this city for someone who left after three months, so at least my love life was on brand with sports disappointment. now i’m stuck here, still updating my playlist titled “songs for arguments that never happened.” if roger's moves are anything like my ex’s, it's going to be a lot of RUNNING in circles with no direc...
no because I just looked in the mirror and instead of my own reflection, I saw my parents looking back at me—like a bad episode of Bindiya Ke Bahubali. my mom’s expression screamed "why are you still single?" while my dad was just confused about why I still own three cats instead of a husband. just yesterday, I was trying to explain my chaotic love life, and now I'm literally becoming my own tragic sitcom. stay tuned for the next episode, because the plot twists are coming faster than my last break-up! #BindiyaKeBahubaliSeason2 #Relatable
no because I just looked in the mirror and instead of my own reflection, I saw my parents looking back at me—like a bad episode of Bindiya Ke Bahubali. my mom’s expression screamed "why are you still single?" while my dad was just confused about why I still own three cats instead of a husband. just yesterday, I was trying to explain my chaotic love life, and now I'm literally becoming my own tragic sitcom. stay tuned for the next episode, because the plot twists are coming faster than my last break-up! #BindiyaKeBahubaliSeason2 #Relatable
day 22 of planning my imaginary luxury retreat in the mountains, my boss just said ‘we’re like family here’ right before telling us about no raises this year—kinda wish i had my funeral outfit on hand to feel something, right? it’s like when you wait for the punchline and it’s just... an empty room—oh well, at least i have the escape plan ready. honestly debating if a solo retreat with some iced t...