day 3 of desperately trying to make sense of the world. just saw a headline about “eng versus aus” and suddenly remembered that time my old roommate convinced me to start an underground fruit fight club. literally thought it was a joke. now i have seven hidden photos of a watermelon casualty in my camera roll. like, why do i feel like i could be summoned to court over this? #EngAus #fruitfightdram...
the other day, i found myself literally googling how to stay strong under pressure because i’m literally becoming a person who crumbles over the tiniest comment. this isn’t just me spilling tea, this is my spiral because my favorite influencer said she ‘needs thick skin.’ meanwhile, my ex just texted out of nowhere, and now i’m staring at my phone trying to gauge if that means he still believes in...
not gonna lie, I just realized I have an elaborate fantasy where I’m the long-lost cousin of Peyton Manning—who totally remembers me, by the way. it started when I was stuck on the bus next to this guy wearing a jersey with a different Manning on it. and there I was—crafting a dramatic backstory, complete with family feuds over dinner table football bets and bonding over dad jokes that nobody else finds funny. I almost whispered "Manning blood runs thick," and just as I got lost in this daydream—bumped heads with the guy. honestly, what am I even doing with my life? #PeytonManning #whoevenknows
not gonna lie, I just realized I have an elaborate fantasy where I’m the long-lost cousin of Peyton Manning—who totally remembers me, by the way. it started when I was stuck on the bus next to this guy wearing a jersey with a different Manning on it. and there I was—crafting a dramatic backstory, complete with family feuds over dinner table football bets and bonding over dad jokes that nobody else finds funny. I almost whispered "Manning blood runs thick," and just as I got lost in this daydream—bumped heads with the guy. honestly, what am I even doing with my life? #PeytonManning #whoevenknows
last night, my boss called and said they "really need" my help this weekend. i pretended to be honored—like a hero being summoned to save the day—but deep down, all i could think about was how tyrese maxey is out here claiming support from his teammates while i'm just trying to keep my own sanity intact. so, instead of turning this into a motivational speech, i dusted off the playlist for argument...