“I can’t wait to go back to bed tonight!” Me, 5 minutes after waking up.

I like that blood pressure kits come with a free, handy zip-up bag that your stuff will never fit in again once you take it out.

My sex face is the same as my first pee in three hours face.

I was talking to someone and combined “all good” and “no worries” by saying “all worries”, which was a lot more accurate.

Everyone has these three colleagues: The one who is always cold. The one who is always hungry. The one who is always tired. I am everything in one.

I get it, laundry, no one is doing me either.

I talk a lot of shit for someone who is startled by my own toast popping up while I’m watching it. Every. Single. Time.

That thing in video games where you have a great item so you hold onto it but never end up using it? Thats me with fruit.

Some days you just feel like a hotel microwave. You’re here, but you don’t have enough power to actually do anything.

Don’t suffer in silence. Make it everyone’s problem.

When someone asks me what my dream job is, it’s just like “I don’t know dude, I don’t dream about jobs”

Some days you feel like a hotel light. You’re there, but you don’t have enough energy to really do anything.

I can cope well with most situations. Hearing someone smack is not one of them.

You’re always bitching about your alarm clock, but put yourself in his shoes. The first thing he sees in the morning is your face.

I’m just a girl standing in front of a cat who followed me to the bathroom.

I don’t know if I’m still tired or already tired.

This pillow isn’t going to scream into itself.

That awkward moment when you try something on in a shop but you don’t know if you can get it off again.

If you’re ever intimidated by someone just imagine them opening a Capri Sun.

I’m naturally funny because my life is a joke.