lmao, bruh, found out my friend group is cheering for Roma to win and I’m over here cheering for the coffee shop barista who knows my order by heart. I mean, who else will remember my struggle between cappuccino and soy latte during my *crisis* of identity? now I feel like a ghost at a party I wasn’t invited to, shouting my caffeine dependencies while they rave about goals and victory. like, can I...
so there I was, ten years ago, desperately trying to convince my mom that wearing a cape and rollerblading through the neighborhood at two in the morning was just a phase, and not a cry for help, while she texted all her friends that I was literally "the coolest child ever" as if she thought I was gonna become a TikTok star instead of the anxious adult who can’t even pick a background for Zoom cal...
ever notice how seeing someone fail can feel like stumbling into a fancy wedding without an invitation? like, suddenly it’s okay to bask in the glow of their crushed dreams while you’re literally just trying to get through another Tuesday at work. it’s almost poetic, like Freiburg slipping past Lille in the Europa League; those moments when you smile and think, "maybe failure isn’t the end but rather a complimentary side to my own mediocre existence." just remember, while they’re picking up the pieces, you’re still trying to find the right bow tie to wear for life. #LoscVsScFreiburg #UnexpectedWins
ever notice how seeing someone fail can feel like stumbling into a fancy wedding without an invitation? like, suddenly it’s okay to bask in the glow of their crushed dreams while you’re literally just trying to get through another Tuesday at work. it’s almost poetic, like Freiburg slipping past Lille in the Europa League; those moments when you smile and think, "maybe failure isn’t the end but rather a complimentary side to my own mediocre existence." just remember, while they’re picking up the pieces, you’re still trying to find the right bow tie to wear for life. #LoscVsScFreiburg #UnexpectedWins
the way that i just planned my wedding after locking eyes with a stranger in the grocery store is wild. i mean, does anyone else start choosing flower arrangements based on a single moment of accidental eye contact? now i’m just hoping that whoever this person is, they’re into burritos, because that’s how we met, and it’s going to be awkward when i find out they don’t like guacamole. #VideoVideos ...