I don’t know who I am anymore. Had a sudden, odd craving for a warm honey & lemon water, and here’s live footage of my insides after I consumed the “elixir”...
The ‘snooze’ button is bigger than the ‘stop’ button so obviously that’s the universe telling me to go back to sleep and never wake up, right? #theuniversehasyourback
Every day this week has rudely masqueraded as a Thursday, and then yelled “Psych!” just as I’ve started to get excited about the weekend finally showing up again.
Following on from my previous tweet about dogs being the best:
You know what’s worse than cats clawing on a blackboard? Cats doing the deed...or just cats in general. Cats are the worst.
Isn’t it ironic how some of us are expected to be independent at building homes and raising families but are looked down upon when we want to be independent in any way prior to all of these events?
17 year old me on Google: “Is Robert Pattinson single?”
27 year old me on Google: “What to do when you accidentally machine wash your silk pillowcase?”
I wonder if my boss realises that the inspirational quotes she shares on her Insta everyday are actually working, in that, day by day, they are slowly and steadily inspiring me to quit my job.
So, according to parents, what makes a man an appropriate potential suitor for their daughter is the fact that he’ll soon be moving to the same country she’ll be moving to, and he has a secure job in said country. That’s it. That is all.