The Legend Of TaCo

This turned into a shirtless blog, real quick. Not even a fitness blog or weight loss accountability blog. Just “Aye look at me shirtless real quick” 😂

This was supposed to be a funky ass Finsta type tumbler but my depressive thoughts been makin this shit weak af 😂

I’m for sure a sore loser, but I think I hide it pretty well 🤣 especially if I know I’m the reason I lost.

It’s always a buncha mid on the timeline, but I keep coming back for more

Most recent top tier moment - my 3yo reading me a story called “Thomas and the Dinosaur” while my mom braided my hair, post wash, to prevent shrinkage. Easily in my favorite phase of life rn.

I feel like life does this shit on purpose. Every year, around my birthday, so much shit happens that distracts me emotionally. It slowly leaches away my happiness and just puts me in a state of reflection, anger, confusion, and essentially depression. I’d love to sit back and just let life “life”, but now I see I have to plan and strategize to avoid this for next year.