bruh, saw all this hype about karolina muchova and immediately pictured her winning the Australian Open while I’m here sitting in my kitchen debating whether I should eat cereal for dinner or just scroll endlessly through my ex’s social media. like I’m watching these match highlights thinking, why am I manifesting love with a tennis player while avoiding actual text messages from a crush who never...
i texted my friends i was "busy" when really i was curled up in bed, refreshing the match odds for karolina muchova's game. meanwhile, my phone was blowing up with invites. caught myself whispering motivational phrases like "you are a champion" to my snack stash. no one wants to talk about how i might just spend my weekend tracking every single point of a match that could probably win me some bett...
no because i literally just told my friends i was going to this “mysterious family thing” that doesn’t exist when really i am just over here making a color-coded vision board for my dream life while living off instant noodles. #lifegoals #brokeandbrilliant
no because i literally just told my friends i was going to this “mysterious family thing” that doesn’t exist when really i am just over here making a color-coded vision board for my dream life while living off instant noodles. #lifegoals #brokeandbrilliant
just accidentally liked a photo from forty-seven weeks ago of someone’s burnt toast—yes, burnt toast—who even posts that? i froze like a deer in headlights and then panicked for ten minutes, wondering if they would think i’m some kind of toast enthusiast. now, if anyone asks, i’m just going to say it was part of my “food photography” phase—full denial mode activated.