An angsty sad poem which is badly written because the poet/author was a drunk 20-sum year old boy who got his heart broken in a melodramatic way and is unable to cope with simple life problems, and that of which is what his poems reflect
*In English Class*
"What kind of stuff does Eddy write?"
when you’re so drunk, you realize how horrible your life really is. your friends talk shit about you, your family leaves you in the dirt, your significant other doesn’t want to see you. It can take a whole bunch of vodka and rum to make you realize that the entire life you’ve been living is a piece of shit. if you killed yourself, people would be sad for a week and then move the fuck on and forget you. when you’re drunk and sad, you come to realize that nobody actually cares about you.
J-“why did he kill himself?”
M-“everyone said he got drunk and sad. you know that must’ve been his breaking point”
J-“damn.”
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flying everywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.