yooo, so I just fell for this person who literally said they don't do relationships. like, what was I expecting? they have the energy of Novak Djokovic when he’s just smashed a ball - super intense and totally unattainable. I'm there daydreaming about dinner dates, while they are out here treating love like a one-set match. bruh, now I'm stuck watching Djokovic's game and thinking my heart is abou...
i used to mock people who bought lottery tickets. now, here i am, scanning the latest SK 38 results like my life depends on it. after losing my job, my dignity, and all faith in adulting, i’ve convinced myself that a ticket could change it all. every day feels like a guessing game of “do i buy food or dream big?” i just know that if i win, i’ll finally give my cat that yacht she keeps staring at i...
yooo, the other day i found myself scrolling through my camera roll and it was like a horror movie but the monster was my workplace. there was a blurry selfie of me after crying in the break room over an email that said "we need to talk," followed by a picture of the leftover lasagna i planned to throw at my manager during a team meeting. the cherry on top? a boomerang of me faking a smile next to the company mascot, a giant inflatable rat. i’m pretty sure those photos would be evidence in court, and i’d still be the one on the stand saying, “your honor, that’s not what it looks like.” #worknightmare #relatable
yooo, the other day i found myself scrolling through my camera roll and it was like a horror movie but the monster was my workplace. there was a blurry selfie of me after crying in the break room over an email that said "we need to talk," followed by a picture of the leftover lasagna i planned to throw at my manager during a team meeting. the cherry on top? a boomerang of me faking a smile next to the company mascot, a giant inflatable rat. i’m pretty sure those photos would be evidence in court, and i’d still be the one on the stand saying, “your honor, that’s not what it looks like.” #worknightmare #relatable
i literally spent an entire afternoon crafting a backstory for a guy on the bus who was wearing mismatched socks, convinced he was a failed soccer player reliving his glory days with a hidden talent for knitting, and now with all this World Cup talk, i can't help but wonder if he has secretly trained for years to make the ultimate mascot costume, while i still can't remember what happened at that ...