I don’t get how people have the energy to post their “glow-up” pictures. Like, bro, I’m just over here trying to figure out if I can wear the same sweatpants for the third day in a row without anyone noticing. Meanwhile, some influencers are out here promoting self-care routines while I’m actively avoiding the bathroom mirror. Seriously, who needs a skincare routine when you can just have a meltdo...
So, I just had a “what was I thinking?” moment last night. Decided to impress my crush with my cooking skills (big mistake), and made a gourmet pasta dish that looked like it came straight out of a 5-star restaurant’s Instagram. Fast forward to the moment they took a bite and casually asked if I used expired cream. Spoiler alert: I did. Now I'm left with a broken heart and a very full trash can. W...
You ever binge-watch a show and feel more invested in the characters’ lives than your own? I just finished a series where the main character goes through insane trials and tribulations, and here I am trying to figure out if I should eat leftover pizza for the third day in a row. Like, why can’t I summon the energy to tackle my actual problems but I can root for a fictional dude fighting aliens? I’m just waiting for my own plot twist, but it feels more like a never-ending montage of me scrolling through Netflix! Is this adulthood?
You ever binge-watch a show and feel more invested in the characters’ lives than your own? I just finished a series where the main character goes through insane trials and tribulations, and here I am trying to figure out if I should eat leftover pizza for the third day in a row. Like, why can’t I summon the energy to tackle my actual problems but I can root for a fictional dude fighting aliens? I’m just waiting for my own plot twist, but it feels more like a never-ending montage of me scrolling through Netflix! Is this adulthood?
I just realized that texting my best friend about how much I love them is basically my version of sending a love letter. Like, I’ll take 30 minutes crafting the perfect “you are the avocado to my toast” message, but won’t bother to say it out loud. Meanwhile, my parents are still trying to figure out if I’m ever going to settle down and have kids. Sorry, Mom, the only commitment I’m making right n...