There’s probably a German compound word for that feeling you get at 2am when you’re single in your mid twenties and the creeping doubt that you’ve somehow missed your only chance at love because you didn’t meet someone in college and now it’s too late
The german word you are looking for is ‘Torschusspanik’
I’ll never get over the fact that she was dancing inside the engine of a motorcycle with a custom made Chanel catsuit debuting her ponytail wit da hump while rocking her mans pendant while being the one driving the motorcycle while also being inside the fucking headlight
I’m dead cause I watched this multiple times just to take note of everything this person^ said
“Michael’s a good friend of mine. Michael called me on the phone, ‘Is this Chris Tucker?’ I said, ‘Yeah, who dis?’ He said, ‘This is Michael Jackson.’ I said, ‘Aha, what’s up, Mike?’ He said, ‘I just wanna call and tell you, I’ve seen your movie ‘Rush Hour 2’ and you kickin’ with the wrong leg. Stop making me look bad.’” —Chris Tucker
