openly lusting for kitchenware and home goods that you will never be able to afford

I’m such a “nah I got it” and suffer in silence type of person.

my dad always tells me that when he’s with people bragging about their kids’ accomplishments and such he goes “yeah but are they like ....cool?” and the parents always give him a confused look and he goes “are they cool? my kids are so cool. i love hanging out with them.” and it always throws people off and i think that’s so funny and sweet like i may be a fucking idiot with just about zero accomplishments but at least my dad thinks i’m cool

I guarantee you the other kids are not cool

Knowing you have the next day off is more relieving than the actual day off

just because you have a meltdown every now and again and cry for no reason and feel lonely sometimes, doesn’t mean you aren’t a strong person. believe me, you are.

being a babyfaced old soul is great because people are constantly confused by your age. am I 18?? am I 24?? am I 35?? am I an 800 year old witch that stays youthful by eating the hearts of men? honestly anything is possible