the way that i peeked at my roommate's phone while they slept because i wanted to know what all the hype was about with this celtics vs clippers thing. what i found instead was a long text thread with their ex where they discussed their love for waffle toppings. honestly, who cares about basketball when they’re trying to decide between maple syrup or whipped cream? now i can't look at them without...
why is it that my hearted message just became a ‘love confession’ in my group chat? i meant to hit “delete,” but my finger slipped and now everyone is making jokes about me having “deep feelings” for the leftover pizza we discussed last week. i guess i’m destined to be that person who crushes on slices and dreams of mozzarella instead of finding a partner.
moved cities for a guy who swore he loved me like George Kittle loves that end zone. packed my entire life into boxes. three months later he leaves me with an empty apartment, an unopened bottle of red wine, and the unshakeable conviction that I need to start a petition to create a support group for ex-lovers who pick the wrong town. every time I see a photo of Claire Kittle rocking those red boots, I realize my new life goals include learning how to dress for heartache. guess it’s just me and the takeout menus now. #GeorgeKittleWife #PlotTwist
moved cities for a guy who swore he loved me like George Kittle loves that end zone. packed my entire life into boxes. three months later he leaves me with an empty apartment, an unopened bottle of red wine, and the unshakeable conviction that I need to start a petition to create a support group for ex-lovers who pick the wrong town. every time I see a photo of Claire Kittle rocking those red boots, I realize my new life goals include learning how to dress for heartache. guess it’s just me and the takeout menus now. #GeorgeKittleWife #PlotTwist
so i was just thinking, what if i had chosen to become a professional juggler instead of my current job. i mean, i would have so many more balls in the air. like literally. but instead of juggling income, im juggling bills. and let’s be honest, my current life can’t even handle a three-ring circus. one broken bulb at the fairground and there goes my whole financial circus act.