so randomly remembering that time in college when i tried to go vegan for like a whole week? like, it was supposed to be this HEALTHY glow-up moment, but instead i ended up eating SO many potato chips and gummy bears. like, i would have a salad and then justify dessert by saying it was "plant-based," and honestly that week was just me being super confused about nutrition 😂. ended up at the pizza ...
so i was at this art gallery opening, right? thinking i’m all cultured and stuff, when i start talking to this guy about a painting and realize halfway through my deep thoughts that it was just a giant splotch of paint, like someone accidentally spilled a can of red, and i'm there dissecting it like it's the Mona Lisa or something. dude looked at me like i had three heads and i just, like, laughed...
that awkward moment when you finish a killer workout and then immediately crush a pizza and ice cream like they owe you money—like why do I keep doing this to myself, brain?
that awkward moment when you finish a killer workout and then immediately crush a pizza and ice cream like they owe you money—like why do I keep doing this to myself, brain?
nobody warned me that adulthood is basically just a never-ending cycle of feeling like you’re supposed to have it all figured out while also being terrified that you’re one bad decision away from complete chaos—like, are we all just faking it? am I the only one who wakes up at 3am wondering if I left the oven on three days ago or if I’m actually capable of making life choices without setting every...