I'm a people person, as long as they bring food.

Life update: I finally folded the laundry. Just kidding.

Let me overthink this and get back to you.

Out of office: mentally, emotionally, physically.

The group chat is 90% memes and 10% plans that never happen.

I'm fine. My search history says otherwise.

I don't need therapy, I need a beach and zero emails.

My love language is being left alone with snacks.

Keep calm and pretend you know what you're doing.

I can't adult today. Please leave a message.

My hair has a mind of its own, and it's not a nice one.

Adulting level: cereal for dinner.

I'm not bossy, I just have better ideas.

My hair has a mind of its own, and it's not a nice one.

If you see me smiling, I'm thinking about food.

Every day I wake up and choose snacks.

My texting speed is fast, my reply speed is not.

Water, check. Snacks, check. Motivation, not found.

My phone is at 100% and I'm at 5%.

I'm the reason the group chat has trust issues.

I need a nap and a new personality.

My goal this week: find my other sock.

Me: saves money. Also me: sees a sale.

I'm fine. My search history says otherwise.

I have two moods: hungry and sleepy.

Keep calm and pretend you know what you're doing.

My favourite workout is running out of patience.

I'm not ignoring you, I'm just really into this nap.

If laziness were a sport, I still wouldn't compete.

My phone is at 100% and I'm at 5%.