- 17-year-olds: When I have a job I'm gonna have my own apartment and I'm gonna gets lots of tattoos and piercings and I'm gonna go to lots of concerts and oh yeah I'm gonna go backpacking across Europe!!
- 20-somethings: Hey can I borrow a dollar so I can buy some more dollar store macaroni and cheese
I hate having mildly long hair but. I don’t want to cut it to the way it used to be. I want to do something new and change up my look and I hate how people see me as a straight female because last I checked I still preferred male pronouns and I still identify as a queer individual? I feel queenly invisible now. This blows.
/end random thought
I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.
Lobster in a bucket looks like a gigantic monster on a metallic planet, and the waterdrops look like stars.
The lobsters have claimed the moon
That’s not a lobster. It’s a crawfish you fucking morons
I honestly and truly apologize for my layman’s understanding of aquatic decapodal crustaceans
Let’s play “Have you ever?” You ask me and I have to answer you, yes or no.
Roommates and kids (not mine but currently staying with me) suck and living on my own is not what I ever expected. Ugh.