Don’t study me, you won’t graduate.

No thoughts. Just vibes.

I’m not short, I’m concentrated awesome.

Running late is my cardio.

I woke up. That’s enough adulting for today.

I’m fine. This is just my villain origin story.

Spillin’ the tea, not my vibe.

Just wingin’ it.

Too glam to give a damn.

Some people graduate with honors, I am just honored to graduate.

Being an adult is like folding a fitted sheet—nobody really knows how.

Siri, delete my gym membership.

That awkward moment when you're walking and trip over nothing

Mood: Buffering…

When you hear your name in a conversation you're not part of

When the teacher asks a question and avoids eye contact with you

Me trying to act normal after choking on my own saliva

That face you make when someone steals your fries.

Me: I’ll sleep early tonight. Also me:

1% battery, 0% shame