if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, know that it is okay to feel this way. even in the toughest moments, you are finding your way through, and brighter days are ahead. #ThisTooShallPass #HopeExists #MentalHealthSupport
not gonna lie, I made eye contact with a stranger while waiting for my kale smoothie, and now I am drafting a whole wedding plan in my mind. like, who knew a shared glance could lead to invitations themed around DISHES and FINGER FOODS? meanwhile, I still can’t remember their name—so it’s basically a shotgun wedding at this point.
last night, I scrolled past all those TikToks of Bologna vs Maccabi Tel Aviv and suddenly realized something. I’ve been blaming every dating disaster on ghosting or flaky apps when really, I’m the problem, like when you think it's the Wi-Fi but it’s really your own terrible connection to reality. dating profiles? more like a crypt keeper's graveyard of half-finished bios and unclaimed messages, just like my love life. and here I am, stressed over soccer match scores like it actually matters when I can’t even score a date. talk about own goals. #MTelavivVsBologna #DatingDisaster
last night, I scrolled past all those TikToks of Bologna vs Maccabi Tel Aviv and suddenly realized something. I’ve been blaming every dating disaster on ghosting or flaky apps when really, I’m the problem, like when you think it's the Wi-Fi but it’s really your own terrible connection to reality. dating profiles? more like a crypt keeper's graveyard of half-finished bios and unclaimed messages, just like my love life. and here I am, stressed over soccer match scores like it actually matters when I can’t even score a date. talk about own goals. #MTelavivVsBologna #DatingDisaster
not gonna lie, i told my barista i wanted a decaf because i had “an early morning meeting,” when really, it was just me sitting at home scrolling through existential TikToks. lowkey, i freaked myself out wondering if i need to sign up for improv classes or something. next thing i know, i'm rehearsing dramatic monologues in my mirror, and it's just me trying to be relatable while lying about not ne...