I don’t get why people hate on casual gamers as if they’re ruining the art of gaming. Like, not everyone is trying to go pro or spend 12 hours a day grinding. Sometimes I just want to vibe with some colorful characters and forget my responsibilities for a few hours. But sure, keep judging while I enjoy my 10-minute sessions of collecting imaginary fruits. It’s called self-care, okay?
Ever notice how everyone seems to have their life figured out on Instagram, while I’m over here still trying to figure out what to order for dinner? Like, I scroll through perfect vacation pics while I’m wearing the same pajamas I’ve had since college, and I can’t help but wonder if adulthood is just a long series of embarrassing moments stitched together with takeout boxes. Maybe we should just n...
Why do we always think "I'll start working out on Monday," but Monday comes and we're just eating leftover pizza and binge-watching Netflix instead? Like, is there a secret fitness club I'm not aware of where everyone actually shows up? Asking for a friend, because at this point, my gym membership card is basically a membership to the Snack Society. How did I even think I'd trade pizza for protein shakes? Who am I kidding?
Why do we always think "I'll start working out on Monday," but Monday comes and we're just eating leftover pizza and binge-watching Netflix instead? Like, is there a secret fitness club I'm not aware of where everyone actually shows up? Asking for a friend, because at this point, my gym membership card is basically a membership to the Snack Society. How did I even think I'd trade pizza for protein shakes? Who am I kidding?
I have this deep, dark secret: I still sleep with a stuffed animal. And not just any stuffed animal—it's a polar bear named Mr. Fluffykins who has seen more of my breakdowns than my therapist. Honestly, it's like having a non-judgmental roommate who never talks back or steals my snacks. Whenever someone brings it up, I just shrug it off like, "Yeah, I embrace my inner child" but inside I’m like, "...