last night I was watching this UEFA coverage, fully immersed in the excitement, and then it hit me. I’ve put more faith in these teams than in my last three relationships combined. you know, it's like… I’m waiting for Fenerbahçe to come through for me like they’re my supportive partner. then I remember… my last “supportive partner” couldn’t even remember my birthday. so yeah, let’s see how this go...
no because my family keeps bringing up that guy who could juggle while solving Rubik’s Cubes – like, what does that even have to do with my current partner? I mean, great party trick but I need someone who can locate my missing left shoe without an online map. so now I’m just sitting here wondering if I should enroll my partner in juggling lessons – or hire a magician to show them how it’s done wh...
no, because who knew a life chasing passion would come with a side of anxiety and cereal for dinner? the other day, i cried over a spaghetti monster i attempted to create, wishing for my old desk job and a steady supply of snacks instead. like, WHY was i so convinced the universe needed another mediocre artist? #choosewisely #passionpain
no, because who knew a life chasing passion would come with a side of anxiety and cereal for dinner? the other day, i cried over a spaghetti monster i attempted to create, wishing for my old desk job and a steady supply of snacks instead. like, WHY was i so convinced the universe needed another mediocre artist? #choosewisely #passionpain
no because my childhood best friend just acted like she didn’t recognize me in the grocery store, meanwhile we used to build blanket forts like it was a sport, and now she’s out here playing it cool, like she's a celebrity dodging paparazzi. it’s wild how a winter storm can close schools and also apparently erase the memory of our ten years of friendship. should I just start manifesting old relati...