Rolling my eyes so hard I can see my brain.

You're not my type. My type is people who make sense.

I'm not sassy. I'm just saying what everyone's thinking.

I don't do drama. I watch it.

I have a black belt in eye rolling.

Your vibe called. It wants a refund.

I speak fluent sarcasm and a little bit of eye roll.

I'm not saying I'm perfect, but I'm pretty close.

Talk to the filter.

I'm not avoiding you. I'm just busy doing literally anything else.

If I wanted your opinion, I'd have asked. I didn't.

Your approval? I've never needed it.

You can't handle my energy, and that's fine.

Throwing shade? No, just blocking the sun for you.

Being right is exhausting, but someone has to do it.

Polite on the outside, savage in the notes app.