literally walked into the grocery store to grab a single bag of chips and spent fifteen minutes analyzing the energy of the bananas, while casually contemplating if they were just ripe or throwing me a curveball like my ex did. he said he needed space, but six months later he’s over here getting engaged like a caffeine rush before bedtime. so now i’m stuck with a bag of chips, the ripe bananas, an...
not gonna lie, I just found out my favorite pizza place is now a GYM, and I literally went through five stages of grief. I swear I stood outside for ten minutes trying to process the idea of lifting weights instead of lifting pepperoni. I even thought about writing a heartfelt letter to the owner, begging them to consider a “pizza membership” plan. at this point, I am one hundred percent convinced...
honestly, when my parent said “i’m not mad, i’m just disappointed,” i felt it deep in my soul. it's like that moment when you realize your life is not unlike a fotmob update. constantly refreshing for a game that will never come. did they even want me on this team? #Fotmob #ExistentialCrisis
honestly, when my parent said “i’m not mad, i’m just disappointed,” i felt it deep in my soul. it's like that moment when you realize your life is not unlike a fotmob update. constantly refreshing for a game that will never come. did they even want me on this team? #Fotmob #ExistentialCrisis
day 14 of obsessively crafting a backstory for the girl on the bus. she wears a green hat and eats peanut butter out of the jar like it’s an Olympic sport. suddenly, she’s a secret agent working for novorizontino, trying to save their season from destruction while planning her wedding to a player from palmeiras who has no idea she exists. it's both ridiculous and honestly… maybe the most relatable...