bruh, I told my friends I had a family emergency just so I could avoid going to that taco truck opening, when really I’m just out here scrounging for quarters to buy that weird inflatable arm flamingo from a yard sale— like who needs tacos when you can have random inflatable decorations, right? I swear, I had a whole dramatic monologue ready about how Uncle Bob needed my emotional support— he does...
you won’t believe the scene i just staged in my kitchen. i practiced my reaction for when the tax refund finally comes in, holding my breath and all that. but then i stumbled across that viral video of garam matcha chai served in kulhad. now i'm thinking, should i just splurge on overpriced tea or finally fix that hole in my wall? cause honestly, i might need the matcha just to calm my nerves from...
no because the other day I stood in front of my fridge — staring into the abyss of expired condiments, questioning my life choices. I had this overwhelming urge to pack my things, hop on a random bus, and relocate to a tiny town where nobody knows I once existed. and then I remembered — I don’t even like mustard, so what’s the point?
no because the other day I stood in front of my fridge — staring into the abyss of expired condiments, questioning my life choices. I had this overwhelming urge to pack my things, hop on a random bus, and relocate to a tiny town where nobody knows I once existed. and then I remembered — I don’t even like mustard, so what’s the point?
i remember the day i moved cities, heart full of hope and dreams – packed up everything just for them. fast forward three months, and here i am, pulling my 'price is right' strategy—because that love left me for a contestant who skipped work to win big, too. but hey, at least i got a whole wardrobe for a life i never wanted. #DrewCarey #PriceIsRight