Random Musings

Hanging out with my pregnant cousins and being surrounded by children is a huge reminder that my life did not turn out the way I expected. It turned out much, much better.

Even a broken clock is right twice a day.

IRS getting on my nerves. Give me muh return, bih!

What’s a nice way to tell my ex that I want to remain friendly but also stop texting me so gd much??

To add to my last post, I wish I could be like Izzy and not care about my weight. Be one of those badass, IDGAF women who won’t let any number on a scale define their worth. It’s sad but I can’t help but feel self conscious and unattractive when my clothes are tight and not fitting like they used to. 

This whole time I’ve been saying “sauced” to describe being intoxicated when what I really meant was “soused”.

I was planning on being a bum at home all weekend because my face broke out horribly and I was feeling shitty about myself. Somehow ended up at my friend’s house and had an 8-hour long conversation with her roommate until 4am. Oh life. So random, so awesome.

I have a secret admirer, guys vying for my attention and yet I’m here wishing for something that isn’t ever going to work.

If my face turned beet red when I saw Scott’s IG post with another girl, does that mean I’m not completely over him?

I’d tumble more if this app didn’t suck so fucking much

Apparently, hanging out with Steve was just the thing to help me get over Scott ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I talked to Seb for over an hour last night. We agreed that love is a strange thing.

I need to read more.