Chicago can’t be this nice and expect me NOT to drink

Chicago has too many beautiful people for a chud like myself

I could get a Chicago Twitter banger every time I post and I still wouldn’t get premium. Always gotta remember the people who run this app use it to spread fear mongering in regard to our great city.

To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis: Show us your laptop. Show us your iCloud. Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation. You won’t. You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out. That is not who we are. My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count. For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame. I no longer believe that. Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us. And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts. That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena. Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next. Life does not determine our character. It reveals it. Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next? We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day. So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop. You won’t. The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing. That is the only definition that matters.

Just saying… No Democrat has won the White House this century without a Biden on the ticket.

When does Chicago get its Mamdani

Another rainstorm… well I guess I gotta black out

Fuck this is such a good post

This type of bipolar weather is very telling of Chicago summer’s arrival

This city so pretty

Yo this is nuts

Today is gonna be a Chicago Twitter day

does anyone else find their weirdest taste in music to be the music you listen to at the gym

Running fit of the day (sweat runs make running suck)

Madison, WI is pretty cool

Strategically starting drinking @3 because I open @10 tomorrow - equivalent exchange

My Instagram bio has been “Hunter Biden is him” for roughy 4 years. Now it’s “I knew Hunter Biden was him.”

something about a zip code

We all know which one looks better. bring it back

Today it’s with great honor that I announce that I got accepted into Pritzker school of drinking. I have a long way to go but think I can aspire to hang with the best!

thinking about how I was at O’Brien’s at Ohare and ordered a Moscow mule… got cranberry and vodka but the sheer confidence it was served with led to another. ordered and got served another cran vodka so shoutout the O’Brien’s bartender cuz if someone was gonna gaf it’s not him