when i was 10, a year felt like a decade. now a decade feels like a year. i'm either running out of time or losing my mind. probably both.

don't make plans for the future. the future has its own plans for you.

the most awkward moment is when you say "you too" after the waiter says "enjoy your meal."

we romanticize the stars but forget that the dark is what makes them visible.

my food delivery app knows more about my mental state than my therapist does.

i don't need a vacation. i need a new personality and a different set of circumstances.

no one has the right to oppress women!

i buy groceries like i'm a chef, but eat like a raccoon at 2 am.

society: "be yourself."
also society: "not like that."

may this week bring plenty of blessings for you.

compatibility is when you both want to leave, but no one wants to be first.

i pack for a trip the same way i live my life: i bring too much, forget the essentials, and stress about it the whole time.

she's okay. i'm okay.
we're both lying.

i swear to love you in cringe and in vibes, in flex and in hype.

i'm based on a true story.

barbers ask "what are we doing today?" as if i have a vision.

i have a photo from Pinterest and low self-esteem, like whaat?

the worst part of being self-aware is knowing exactly why you're acting like this and still doing it anyway.

when an admin writes "some people are not worth your time," they've already spent 3 minutes on those people. and they'll spend 5 more thinking about this post.

i don't miss people. i miss the idea of being around them.

i'm not afraid of commitment. i'm afraid of picking the wrong person and being stuck with them for 60 years.