You're picking the person who will be with you on the worst day of your life. The day you have to bury a parent, the day the doctor calls you to give you bad news, the day you lose the job, the day your dog that you've had for 14 years doesn't come home. That's who you're choosing. And still most people date like they're casting a movie. Do they give me butterflies? Are they exciting? Is their chemistry cool?Butterflies aren't gonna matter when life punches you in the face and when that day comes, you will not care how charming they were on the first date. You'll care whether they stayed, you'll care whether they showed up, you'll care if they made the effort and they made the unbearable feel bearable. The older I get, the less I'm asking myself if I want to spend a saturday night with this person, and the more I find myself asking, do I want this person to stand next to me when my life falls apart
Blaming yourself for a loss is the most narcissistic thing you can do
“I should’ve rotated”
“I should’ve kept farming”
“I could’ve killed there”
You’re NOT the main character
Grow up, be mature, and start blaming your teammates
Mano vai se fude eu fiz amizade com um cara chamado Gabriel que tá na mesma disciplina q eu, aí hoje eu falei pra ele pô vou adicionar seu número, tu tá no grupo da turma né? E ele falou "sim" aí blz, procurei um Gabriel no grupo e mandei mensagem . AI ESSE CARA EDUCADO RESPONDEU
uma das coisas q eu menos me arrependendo na vida foi ter parado com o lol, mas as vezes bate uma saudade de uma flex no discord com 4 jumentos q eu chamo de amigos as 2 da manha de um sabado aleatorio, com o ar condicionado torando e comendo um cup noodles💔