Be grateful that you have choices. Be grateful that you can choose to be an adult.
Being super into HGTV and homemake over shows. Remember when your mom used to watch this stuff and you’d sit there complaining about how ‘boring’ it was? Yeah, now you’re that boring adult who gets excited over counter tops and door knobs.
Quitting things has never been a strong suit of mine.
You constantly think to yourself, ‘is this what I’m supposed to be doing with my life?’ You don’t really know where you are supposed to be, or what you’re supposed to be doing. You feel like everyone around you is doing so well, and you’re constantly feeling incredibly lost.
Supposedly because princes on white horses don’t exist, true love is a load of bull and people who believe in love at first sight are delusional.
At 18, I thought that I had to grow up and figure it all out, and at 22, I feel like I need to do the same. But truthfully, I feel like I could be 65 and still not have any clue how to be an adult.
Capri Suns are still as delicious as they have always been and you can buy as many as you want.
How to encourage someone.
The act of complaining about people that are younger than you.
There are spaces in one’s adult life that fill with problems, and apparently each problem area must be occupied. The sad thing about adulthood is that when you valiantly marshal your forces to address a problem, another problem emerges to fill the void.