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On being an adult – a post in which I mention balls, knife fights and caulking, proving that I have no business being an adult

It’s happened. That moment every 20 something thinks is a lifetime away. I realized that I am basically making eye contact with 30. Like, aggressive, across a crowded bar eye contact. Theres still a bunch of shit between you but… Continue Reading →

Oh. Balls.

ITS HAPPENING AGAIN!!! I hate everything I’ve written because I’ve been trying to force it. I can’t seem to find anything to write about that doesn’t sound terrible. I almost wrote a whole post about SNOW. FUCKING SNOW. It’s not like… Continue Reading →

If you could just give me the instruction manual to life, I’ll be on my way

I’ve been trying to read a lot lately. I say trying because I seem to get a page or two in at a time and then stare into space and wonder what the fuck I’m doing with my life. It… Continue Reading →

Activities – because apparently sitting on your couch all day is weird and unhealthy

You know one of those stereotypes about depression is not doing stuff you like? I totally did that. And you know how they tell you that physical activity and yoga are good for combatting depression? Sooooo…. that may have been… Continue Reading →

“So no one told you life was going to be this way” *CLAP CLAP CLAP* … you totally clapped, didn’t you?

As everyone knows, Friends is now on Netflix. And I’ve been binge watching because it is the most epic show of all time and it makes for fabulous background noise while writing or cleaning or making weird faces at my… Continue Reading →

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