Adult

I have to keep reminding myself that I’m an adult and will be charged as one.

Once I learn someone hates me, I make sure to go out of my way to piss them off more because that’s what adults do.

We wanted to be adults so bad. Now look at us. Just fucking look.

Adult females friendships are mostly sending memes and helping diagnose sociopaths in each other’s lives.

Being an adult is easy. It’s like riding a bike, except the bike is on fire. Everything is on fire. And you’re in hell.

Most of being an adult is whispering “FUCK THIS” as you do it anyway.

I don’t run from my problems. I sit on my sofa, play on my phone and ignore them. Like an adult.

Going to bed early, not leaving my house, not going to parties… My childhood punishments have become my adult goals.

Being an adult is like looking both ways before crossing the street and then getting hit by fucking airplane.

To all the adults using colouring books for stress relief, grow the fuck up and get drunk like the rest of us.