This shirt perfectly sums up your existence: you’re stuck in a whirlwind of panic, and the only thing you’re “groovin’” to is the sound of your own spiraling thoughts. Disco? Yeah, no. You can’t even get to the dance floor because you’re too busy Googling “How to breathe through a meltdown.”
For when you want everyone to know that while everyone else is out there living it up with glitter and funky beats, you’re just trying not to have a mental breakdown in the produce aisle.
