I can’t adult today. Actually, tomorrow’s not looking good either.

Being an adult is like being stuck in a never-ending game of level 1.

I’d count my problems, but math is one of them.

I don’t run from my problems. I just let them catch up while I snack.

Eating an entire pizza alone? Challenge accepted. No regrets.

Sleeping? I’m a pro. I can do it with my eyes closed.

Reached maximum snack capacity… yet somehow, I’m still hungry

Adulting is hard; can we get a manual or a refund?

I put the “fun” in dysfunctional – some assembly required

It’s fine, I’m fine, everything’s fine... except it’s not, but whatever

Sorry, can’t answer right now – too busy overthinking my entire existence

The hardest decision of the day? What snack to eat next

Praying you don’t run into anyone you know when you’re out in public looking like a walking disaster

Finding the perfect nap spot is the real search for happiness :)

Taking a quick nap and waking up in another dimension is my kind of time travel

Knowing the answer in class feels like a major life achievement

Swiping your card and waiting for it to go through is like living a suspense thriller

Waking up and immediately checking your phone like it holds the secrets of the universe

Checking the fridge for snacks that weren’t there five minutes ago, because miracles happen, right?

Trying to look busy when your boss walks by, even though you’re one tab away from a meme marathon