Deprecious Musings

My lack of enthusiasm and indifference to others has reached hipster bartender levels.

The results are in - I’m doing it all wrong.

If naps had a taste, they’d be delicious.

I can’t wait for tonight to wish upon a star… To be left alone.

The best part about being empty inside is there is more room for cookies.

Don’t sit next to me. Your ‘cute’ is making me look bad.

I have everything. I just don’t want any of it.

He is the shampoo in the eyes of my life.

I tried to go as a hashtag for Halloween but everyone ignored me :(

I just can’t stand sun in my eyes.

Just sitting here looking weird and no one is going to flip my ear over? Sigh.

It’s impossible to nap in this massage chair.

Even misery doesn’t love my company.

All aboard the SS Deprecious.

I wonder what fulfillment feels like.