Being a woman is trying to guess what the hell is going on with your body three times a week.

I wish my Fitbit could track all the steps I’ve taken trying to find where I put it.

My hobbies include trying to close the elevator doors before anyone else gets on.

The sexiest woman you know is trying to maintain her balance between insanity and genius.

Dear sleep: thanks for trying, but you can’t beat surfing the net.

Your reply guys are like Pooh Bear. They wear no pants and are relentlessly trying to get in your honeypot.

Unfortunately most of my sex noises come from trying to get out of bed.

He died doing what he did best, trying to get a croc to wear a Croc.

Trying is the first step toward failure.

Adulthood is basically just trying to fall asleep at night and stay awake during the day.

Imagine hating me and I’m just over here trying to remember how to spell “definitely”.

I enjoy long walks up and down my stairs trying to remember what I was supposed to be doing.

Imagine hating me and I’m just here trying to push a door that says pull.

You tell people you’re not trying to drink and they act like you just turned down 100k.

I’m sorry I roasted you, I was trying to flirt.

No one told me adulting would involve trying to avoid so many scams.

I thought you are the sunshine of my life, but you are just a meteor trying to destroy my world.

Your 20s are for trying soup, making new soups, and discussing soup or soup related topics.

Every man’s biggest fear is trying a new barber.

Not to brag, but no one has ever accused me of trying too hard.