i can’t stop thinking about that random barista who made my mocha last week. like, he probably doesn't even remember my order, and yet here I am, planning an entire future based on a fifteen-second interaction. sorry, kitchen counter, didn’t mean to spill my life’s regrets all over you.
not gonna lie, I literally thought I was in a time loop when I glanced in the mirror today. saw my face staring back, but somehow it looked exactly like my dad’s—what betrayal is that? I’ve been training my whole life for Pafos FC matches in my mind, hoping for a thrill, but the real surprise was facing my family’s genetics like I’m about to get subbed out at half time. #PafosFc #FamilyReunionSurp...
not gonna lie, i thought i was defending the underdog, you know? there i was, sticking up for my friend who was "going through it" and calling out all the bullies on their behalf. turns out, they were just telling people i wear the same sweatshirt three days in a row. lowkey, i think they got me mixed up with their last therapist. now i’m out here thinking, "am i the one who needs therapy?"
not gonna lie, i thought i was defending the underdog, you know? there i was, sticking up for my friend who was "going through it" and calling out all the bullies on their behalf. turns out, they were just telling people i wear the same sweatshirt three days in a row. lowkey, i think they got me mixed up with their last therapist. now i’m out here thinking, "am i the one who needs therapy?"
i mean, i keep hearing about how they delayed the opening of federal offices. honestly, all i could think was, what if my “late start” excuse for doing absolutely nothing also works for meetings? like, picture me logging on at eleven with my hair a mess and acting like i totally manifested this great idea last minute. but in reality, i’m just sipping lukewarm coffee while silently plotting the ima...