"I wanna be a girly girl so bad but the bro in me just won’t die" dad hat

DON'T TELL ANYONE YOU SAW ME

"I wanna be a girly girl so bad but the bro in me just won’t die" crop top

Why do sexy people (Me) Have to suffer so much?

Social battery: 1% Please stop talking

Everyone deserves true love. You and I? A McLaren.

Even a gangsta like me needs a forehead kiss sometimes.

You smile, I panic. That’s all.

Life happens, coffee helps.

Stop trying to be liked by everybody. You don’t even like everybody.

Not mad. Just dissociating.

Your energy is your currency

Corporate burnout survivor

Unavailable. By choice.

The right people make you feel seen, heard, loved, and valued.

Sometimes you have to say eww and move on

Not For everyone. And that’s the point.

Karma is only a bitch if you are

I’m at work but mentally I’m at brunch

Hangovers are temporary. Drunk stories are forever.

Half alive, fully employed.

Being a sleepy girl with a busy life is so hard.

Why do sexy people (Me) Have to suffer so much?