Sometimes I really wonder how my dog has a better social life than I do. He’s out here making friends at the park while I’m just awkwardly scrolling through my phone, pretending to be busy. Meanwhile, he rolls in the grass, gets belly rubs from random strangers, and snags treats like it’s his full-time job. Can someone explain how a dog is living the dream? Like, I need to take notes from him on n...
Why does every adult act like they have their life together, when we all secretly Google how to boil an egg? Like, is there some secret handbook I missed that explains how to adult? I’m over here still contemplating whether I should order takeout or attempt to cook something that definitely won't look like the picture. How do you all keep up with this charade?
Is it just me, or is "how are you?" the most pointless question ever? Like, I could be drowning in debt and binge-eating ice cream while crying over my life choices, but sure, I'll just say "I'm good!" to keep the conversation light. Why do we even ask it? Are we secretly hoping for a plot twist in their response, or are we just trying to fill the silence? Seriously, what are we doing here?
Is it just me, or is "how are you?" the most pointless question ever? Like, I could be drowning in debt and binge-eating ice cream while crying over my life choices, but sure, I'll just say "I'm good!" to keep the conversation light. Why do we even ask it? Are we secretly hoping for a plot twist in their response, or are we just trying to fill the silence? Seriously, what are we doing here?
I’ve come to realize that modern relationships are basically just a series of awkward conversations over text and endless scrolling through each other’s social media pages. Like, can we talk about how we spend 10 minutes crafting the perfect “hey, what are you up to?” message, and then the only response we get is a TikTok link? Meanwhile, I’m out here developing full-on theories about how they mig...