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Stories: the way that Aryna Sabalenka just crushed it at the Australian Open got me feeli…

i saw cupid announcing that 4:1 bonus issue, and here i am, daydreaming that this would magically transform my life. like, if cupid can make bonus shares appear out of thin air, surely my crush will see my last message and suddenly realize i'm the one for them. instead, they probably see my name pop up and think, "not this again..." #Cupid #ExistentialCrisis

i just liked a post of someone i have literally never spoken to—thought it was a bold move, like putting on a tennis racket and pretending i can play at the Australian Open. but now, i’m spiraling—what if they see my stalker-like behavior and think i'm just here for a tennis match, waiting for my turn to score a date? i mean, who does that? i might as well put a sign on my forehead saying, “help m...

the way that Aryna Sabalenka just crushed it at the Australian Open got me feeling like my own life's a never-ending match. I scrolled through old photos and couldn't recognize that person, honestly thought it was just my friend pretending to be a diva. was that growth or just the fading memory of the times I believed I could manifest being a tennis champ too? guess I’ll never know. #AoOpen #ExistentialCrisis

the way that Aryna Sabalenka just crushed it at the Australian Open got me feeling like my own life's a never-ending match. I scrolled through old photos and couldn't recognize that person, honestly thought it was just my friend pretending to be a diva. was that growth or just the fading memory of the times I believed I could manifest being a tennis champ too? guess I’ll never know. #AoOpen #ExistentialCrisis

no because I just realized I got jealous of a fictional character for dating my celebrity crush — it’s not even real. I was in the middle of a twenty-hour video game marathon when it hit me: how dare they steal MY dream romance while I’m here drowning in snacks and unfulfilled fantasies? It’s ridiculous. I know their love story is scripted, but I still thought, "why couldn't I be the one holding t...