You ever just sit down to binge your favorite show and realize that the characters are better friends to each other than most of your actual friends? Like, how is it that fictional people can have deeper conversations and more genuine laughs than my entire friend group? Sometimes I feel like I need to take notes from these screenwriters. I mean, it's the only way I can figure out why my friends gh...
I genuinely believe that no one really appreciates how ridiculous our obsession with travel influencers has become. Like, I took a trip to Bali and my friend spent 3 hours setting up the perfect shot of her avocado toast while I was over there battling a monkey for my sunglasses. Meanwhile, these influencers are out here making it look effortless, while I’m just over here sweaty and wishing I had ...
I mean, can we just agree that giving unsolicited advice is the ultimate form of modern torture? Like, I don’t need your 10-step plan for happiness when I can barely find my other sock. And can we acknowledge that the people who give relationship advice are often the ones with the most chaotic dating lives? Maybe just keep your “wisdom” to yourself and let me figure out how not to trip over my own feet in peace. Seriously, if I wanted to hear that much nonsense, I’d just log into my family group chat.
I mean, can we just agree that giving unsolicited advice is the ultimate form of modern torture? Like, I don’t need your 10-step plan for happiness when I can barely find my other sock. And can we acknowledge that the people who give relationship advice are often the ones with the most chaotic dating lives? Maybe just keep your “wisdom” to yourself and let me figure out how not to trip over my own feet in peace. Seriously, if I wanted to hear that much nonsense, I’d just log into my family group chat.
I can’t be the only one who feels like adulthood is just a never-ending series of “What do I want to be when I grow up?” moments. Like, I’m 30 and still deciding between a career in poetry or becoming a professional napper. Meanwhile, my high school self is shaking her head in disappointment. And don’t even get me started on the “success” conversation—why does it feel like everyone else has their ...