just saw a picture of miles teller in athletic shorts. not gonna lie, my living room's a war zone and i just finished a bag of chips for dinner—so i sat there staring at my neglected dumbbells thinking, how am i about to follow that? i should really workout instead of watching miles kill it while my laundry sits in a corner judging me. life's a mess, and i just added 'crushing goals' to the to-do ...
i just realized my parents literally had it all figured out by the time they were my age. meanwhile, i'm debating whether to shower or order a pizza for the third day in a row. they probably sat down with their life plans while i'm over here losing my mind trying to unlock a new level on a video game. it's wild how LeBron James is out here living legends while i'm in an imaginary competition with ...
wait. so i just liked a photo from my crush's old vacation and now i am literally spiraling because what if they think i am obsessed. but then again, who wouldn't be, right? their beach tan was practically glowing. now i need to stop before i start planning my summer trip around their future trips, like what if we run into each other at a tropical smoothie bar? it's basically fate, right? hashtag unhinged thoughts #totallynormalcrush
wait. so i just liked a photo from my crush's old vacation and now i am literally spiraling because what if they think i am obsessed. but then again, who wouldn't be, right? their beach tan was practically glowing. now i need to stop before i start planning my summer trip around their future trips, like what if we run into each other at a tropical smoothie bar? it's basically fate, right? hashtag unhinged thoughts #totallynormalcrush
literally just found out my friend group has a separate chat without me, and honestly, I'm feeling like the last person to get off the Titanic. like, did they throw me an unsinkable party, or am I just here, stuck with my funeral outfit ready for any social disasters? i thought we were the crew that navigated life's whiplash together, but instead, i’m over here, swimming in denial. when did i beco...