I mean, they looked great in theory but wtf do I wear? Now I gotta buy something to match the shoes.

Why do we have to tell you? Why don't you know this? We talked about it in my head a million times.

But we'll never admit it so give us a forehead kiss, a grilled cheese sandwich cut diagonally and just love us

You see us waddlin' you be hatin but the struggle is real. They start off in the right spot but if you see your coworker doing a strange little wiggle around 10 am, just know they're in panty hose hell

Shedding season is real and long hair girls know the struggle. Wtf do you do while you're washing your hair and trying to stop it from clogging someone's drain, stick it to the side? Try to scrape it on the edge?

I do it for myself, there's nothing that feels better than my own legs after shaving with 11 steps including an epsom salt scrub. It's so soft and silky.

Okay guys, we LOVE a little facial hair but from our POV- EW. When it starts hitting these lengths and we can see what you ate for lunch, we're not impressed.

We know everything. We really do. We just spend 95% of our lives playing stupid and the other 5% we just can't even.

It's in the job descrip. We freak out but give us time and we'll settle in.

But yall sure like it when you're hankerin for a snack and we pull out the charcuterie baggies and capri suns

Men will never understand this awkwardness.

We gotta. It's like, hard wired. We're really, really sorry. It's not personal, it's literally in our DNA.

We know you hate when we shop, we got this though. What you don't know, can't hurt us.

We all get this and it scares the hell out of ya.

WE do try, we really do.

As we age, we learn to support each other but damn we be salty in our teens and twenties

This is all we want, snuggly safe feels

More and more every day.

Probably because we change nine times before we get out the door and there are wardrobe changes throughout the day.

Because it's the only fooking pockets we have. Skirts, dresses, NOTHING. We don't want to carry purses, we have no pockets

It's involuntary. Probably just a little mascara in our eyes, don't take it personally.

We all retire from our saltiness as we get older. Hang tight, it'll get better

We just want to wear the cute clothes, we don't plan out the ramifications

If you see us like this, either get in with us and feed us the damn cookies or gtfo of our sanctuary