Girls be like: “this is my beautiful goddess of a best friend. I would die for her”
Guys be like: “see that washed up sewer rat piece of shit over there? Yeah that’s my best buddy.”
everyone i know in their late 20s is having an existential crisis because we skipped our mid 20s in the pandemic. relationships fast-tracked, careers faltered, we lost those core identity-building years and now we feel like 23-year-old brains in bodies approaching 30
The wild thing about being over a year deep in therapy is now when I see grown adults throwing temper tantrums and screaming at a cashier I always think ‘hmm, they probably weren’t held much as a child’
A lot of you have never had to deal with a grown adult throwing a temper tantrum for having to sit at a table instead of a booth, and for that I am jealous.