I swear, every time I sit down to read a book, it turns into a three-hour marathon of scrolling through memes about how I should be reading instead. And let’s not even start on that one time I tried to get into a 'real' classic—like, what kind of masochist thinks they can decipher Shakespeare without a lifeline in the form of SparkNotes? 🙃 But here I am, just sitting in my pile of unread novels, ...
Why is it that every time I sit down to really think about my life choices, I end up questioning my entire existence? Like, who decided that adulting meant spending 90% of my time at a boring job, while the other 10% is spent wondering if I should’ve just become a professional napper? Honestly, I’d be way better at that. And don’t even get me started on how I was promised my 20s would be “the best...
Sometimes I wonder if adulthood is just about pretending we know what we're doing while secretly Googling everything. Like, I literally can't remember if I was supposed to water my plants or if they're just supposed to survive on my tears from last week’s existential crisis. And honestly, I’ve hit a new low when my idea of self-care is scrolling through memes about people who also have no idea how to be an adult. So, who's with me on this wild ride of faking it 'til we make it?
Sometimes I wonder if adulthood is just about pretending we know what we're doing while secretly Googling everything. Like, I literally can't remember if I was supposed to water my plants or if they're just supposed to survive on my tears from last week’s existential crisis. And honestly, I’ve hit a new low when my idea of self-care is scrolling through memes about people who also have no idea how to be an adult. So, who's with me on this wild ride of faking it 'til we make it?
Sometimes I wonder if real love is just finding someone who thinks your weirdness is cute instead of alarming. Like, when you’re both silently scrolling through your phones in a restaurant and it feels like a serious bonding moment. If they can handle your obsession with 90s rom-coms and don’t flinch when you describe your ideal date as “a deep dive into pizza toppings,” that’s the one! Honestly, ...