She’s Adorable I Can’t Omg

I love them

me anytime someone mentions azzi fudd 🥰🥰

Ma’am I’m gonna scream if you keep being this fine

This book I’m dead

PAIGE FUCKING BUECKERS!!

my favorite genre of Paige edits are the ones of her just being an absolute menace on the court 🤭

n her in that white jersey.

i know it’s not christmas yet or anything but i alr have my list ready.

a brunette aussie

a 5’11 croatian beauty

a six foot blonde masc

georgia amoore

nika muhl

kate martin

a muscular brunette with a gorgeous smile who plays for virginia tech

a gorgeous girl who’s twins with paige bueckers

the glue

a girl who looks so cute holding a puppy

a girls who’s 5’11 and can switch

a golden retriever for a girl

three basketball players

that’s it…i need them all under my tree😋

can we talk about how insane paige is? like as much as i wanted aaliyah to win it bc i do think she’s been our most valuable player, paige has been so impressive especially considering the past two years.

she came off back to back injuries and major surgery. she didn’t play for 500+ days and has not had the time to develop as much as her peers simply bc she couldn’t play.

her advanced stats are INSANE!!! like how the flying fuck is she real? as a guard having that fg% and then playing in the post on defense and exerting as much energy as she is doing that. her efficiency, her shooting splits, her defense. unreal.

everything has been better than her npoy freshman season despite pretty much not playing for two years.

not to mention the immeasurables! she is the leader. how she goes, this team goes. she gives everyone confidence. she opens up the floor for everyone else, especially aaliyah. if she’s on the floor everyone just is a bit calmer and has hope they have a chance. i’m so sad that we didn’t get to see this team healthy.

i’m glad she gets to play again and we get to watch!

you’re in an unserious competition but paige is your opponent

Little old Italian lady: Do you have zucchini?

Me: Yes, right here.

Lady: Is how much?

Me: $2.99 a pound.

Lady: It's usually $1.49.

Me: Yes, in the summer.

Lady, pauses, then grabs two: I put it in a soup.

Me: Oh nice, what kind are you making?

Lady: You will not fantasize about my soup.

And then she walked away. "You will not fantasize about my soup" will be in my head forever. I love you, little old Italian lady.