i thought being an adult would be like having little dinners and cute tea parties with your friends and buying cute clothes and being like super efficient. Honestly, if i’ve got a bowel movement on time, i consider that progress and call it a day. thank you television for neglecting to show me that adulthood is a pile of rat shit.
Im not gonna lie but Blair Waldorf was my spirit animal all throughout high school, and she still is. She’s the right amount of arrogance, drama, and tenaciousness.