have you ever thought maybe you're just a bad dinner party guest because you bring organic kale chips and critique the cheese platter like you are Gordon Ramsay but no one wants to admit it? like, they keep inviting you back out of sheer politeness, but in reality, they're probably just practicing their eye-rolling techniques for when you're talking about sustainable seafood.
so i just found out the old carl’s jr. by campus went up in flames and it’s like, they really knew what they were doing, right? here i am, staring down a weekend shift i didn’t ask for, and suddenly the only reminder of my late-night cravings just decided to self-destruct like my motivation. one minute it’s the late-night fries calling my name, and the next it’s just smoke and ashes. feels almost ...
it’s three a.m. and I just unsent a text meant for my best friend, you know, the one about how I think Aryna Sabalenka could beat me in a match even if I had a whole month to prepare. it seemed harmless at the time — just a funny thought after a wine-fueled binge-watch of the Australian Open. but then my heart dropped when I realized she already saw it! now I’m spiraling — if she thinks I can take Aryna, what else has she believed about me? can I survive the humiliation of having my athletic capabilities questioned? #ArynaSabalenka #LifeCrisis
it’s three a.m. and I just unsent a text meant for my best friend, you know, the one about how I think Aryna Sabalenka could beat me in a match even if I had a whole month to prepare. it seemed harmless at the time — just a funny thought after a wine-fueled binge-watch of the Australian Open. but then my heart dropped when I realized she already saw it! now I’m spiraling — if she thinks I can take Aryna, what else has she believed about me? can I survive the humiliation of having my athletic capabilities questioned? #ArynaSabalenka #LifeCrisis
it's 2am and i'm knee-deep in thoughts about moving cities for someone who dipped out after three months. here i am, jobless, sitting alone on my sofa eating cold ramen, while they’re winning tennis matches across the globe. who knew i’d relate to a random girl named donna vekic living her best life when i cant even remember the last time i saw the sun? maybe my next life choice is adopting a winn...