honestly, i was just walking to the store when a guy asked for directions. i didn't even know where i was going, but instead of admitting that, i somehow ended up explaining the history of spaghetti in the 1800s. like, how did we get here? by the end, he was taking notes and i was left questioning if i just became a culinary professor in a parallel universe.
yooo, i just smiled at this dude who looked like he just watched his team’s entire defense collapse, and he gave me the same stare people give to an expired milk carton. like, bro, i wasn’t trying to say “arsenal’s gonna win because hincapie’s back” — just vibing with my non-threatening grin, but now i feel like a weirdo contemplating the implications of me smiling at strangers. do we all secretly...
no because the way that pep is proclaiming his love for cherki, you’d think they just got matching tattoos and opened a bakery together… like, sky’s the limit for them and here I am still Googling the name of that guy I met at the gym last week... what a world we live in, right? #Cherki #SkyIsTheLimit
no because the way that pep is proclaiming his love for cherki, you’d think they just got matching tattoos and opened a bakery together… like, sky’s the limit for them and here I am still Googling the name of that guy I met at the gym last week... what a world we live in, right? #Cherki #SkyIsTheLimit
yooo, just checked my phone for the time and—guess what—I COMPLETELY forgot if it was before or after West Ham’s starting XI was named. I mean, I could’ve been gearing up for the greatest Fulham derby in history or figuring out if it's too late to consider dinner an acceptable breakfast… because if it's before dinner, the panic is REAL. #WestHamVsFulham #TimeIsAnIllusion