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I call that the liking Kris stage

This. I’m much better these days but I as a teen I used to have crushing anxiety/depression so now that things in my life are actually beginning to move forward positively I am in this constant state of disbelief at anything I achieve. I keep having moments where I am all like “I am actually a successful adult how did

I work at Ikea and am really bad at singing! Who knew?!

I work at Ikea and I have never been so well treated in a job! And they have all this information in the co-worker area about improving the lives of women everywhere and stuff.

I am hungover craving fresh fruit. This did not help my plight

I have ones where my dad watches me have sex with my fiance/random who feature on occasion and it’s in the back of your mind for the rest of the day *shudders*. Also, for a while I had a series of dreams where my dad and my childhood best friend were doing it. They had just started working together and got along super

*the best wine. But also yeah, as an Australian, I walk around in constant fear from the wildlife. Particularly koalas. Those s.o.bs are terrifying

I am in no way religious, but at times like this I wouldn’t mind hell existing just for Christians who think like they can treat others this way

That wedding video was way more tasteful than what I was expecting and I actually teared up a little. Wtf Kate, wtf?

This is a weird one for me because I work 30 hours a week on top of studying Architecture (so often up to 60 hours a week of study), and I live with my fiance who is in the military, but occasionally my parents will give me “informal gifts”, like if we go out to dinner, they’ll pay for my meal, they’ve offered to pay

Ikr?! it was when they called it ‘fancy’, that is what got me. I eat that shit everyday, and have done so my whole life.

My fiance’s family is from England and are quite naive/racist sometimes. They make lots of jokes that are about natives when I’m part, and also said tapas was fancy food and we shouldn’t have it at our wedding...I am half Spanish.

I have two of these. I’ll start with the nicer one. When I had sex dreams as a kid I used to imagine that sex was endless and that it was always done against a wall or in a pool, and always for the purpose of manipulating people you had crushes on. And that orgies were commonplace and everyone was having them. Didn’t

Australia gets mostly US television as well, and trust me when I say we are no less perplexed. All of my American expatriate friends are quite keen to relocate to Canada if they ever go back though so I feel like that’s a decent summary

Facebook memories keeps bring up stuff from up to 2008/2009 so I kind of do have that and oh my goodness it is awful

‘But know this, young ladies: most frat boys have incipient dad-bods, their faces go pink and porcine when drunk, and they ejaculate with the quickness rarely witnessed outside the confines of the Large Hadron Collider.’

I’ve never heard anyone else call it shark week, but I do and omg I love that you do as well. (period panties are super useful btw)

My only one to this date was ‘Get Him to the Greek’. I was pretty devastated by this movie though because 2005 me was madly in love with Orlando Bloom

I am 5,5 and I moved into my Aunt and Uncle’s house for a year when they moved overseas. They are both 6 foot and above. I had to keep a step ladder in every single room. And changing lightbulbs was impossible. When my fiancé who is 6,3 moved in with me I just got him to do everything for me ><

As a 5,5 woman I’ve always known something wasn’t QUITE right. I should wear 2” heels while cooking in the future