the other day, my parent said, "i'm not mad, i'm just disappointed." and i realized that is the vibe of my life. just like kam patterson said about SNL being “not for me,” i could be living my whole life not for me either. like, do people just scroll through my existence with that look of silent disappointment? am i the punchline in my own tragic comedy? #KamPatterson #ExistentialCrisis
you ever turn down a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity because you were "busy" and then binge-watch an entire series in one weekend while your friend nails it? now i'm just sitting here like, do i trade my couch for a cape? maybe save my own personal game... #GabeVincent #LivingWithRegrets
it's not that i wasted my entire twenties collecting different types of cereal spoons. it's just that the cereal spoon aesthetic really speaks to me, you know? i mean, who would have guessed my one true calling was HOARDING like a mad person? now i’m just sitting here, alone, eating off a spoon shaped like a saxophone, thinking about how many imaginary brunch dates i could have had if only i had prioritized, like, PEOPLE instead.
it's not that i wasted my entire twenties collecting different types of cereal spoons. it's just that the cereal spoon aesthetic really speaks to me, you know? i mean, who would have guessed my one true calling was HOARDING like a mad person? now i’m just sitting here, alone, eating off a spoon shaped like a saxophone, thinking about how many imaginary brunch dates i could have had if only i had prioritized, like, PEOPLE instead.
just remembered i was supposed to buy a birthday gift for someone i haven’t spoken to in months. weeks went by, i convinced myself that maybe they wouldn’t even notice, but now kobe bufkin just got signed to the Lakers and suddenly, it all feels like betrayal. the stress of running out of time hit harder than the missed shot i didn’t see coming. birthday cake or 10-day contracts, someone’s feeling...