Men, kindly leave the chat. Ladies, this one’s for you.
I think we can all agree there’s nothing better than sitting down with a tall glass of the good stuff and scrolling through some super relatable memes specifically targeted at all you gorgeous, wonderful, perfect goddesses out there.
So find a comfy place to sit, get wrapped up in your coziest blanket, and prepare to say “O.K that’s literally me though” as you enjoy these memes that men just wouldn’t understand and therefore wouldn’t find funny so they would insist they’re not actually funny at all.
Hydration QUEEN.
Not pictured: the subsequent disappointment at discovering it takes a just a bit more time to achieve a flawless complexion.
Keep off.
Can we please talk about men who think you owe them a fudging hug every single time you see them? Sis, I don’t even hug my mom that much. Who do you think you are?
The best part? You’ll never know.
Good luck figuring that one out because as soon as you think you know the answer, you’re wrong. You’re always wrong.
Time flies.
Honestly if this isn’t a mood, then I don’t know what is.
Check yourself.
Nothing can make you feel more like a goddamn queen than when another girl gives you a compliment.
I almost instantly disregard whatever men say to me, but when it’s coming from a woman I remember that ish for days.
Flawless.
I’d like to personally thank Ms. Zendaya for perfectly summing up my feelings toward this unwarranted male opinion.
This is what happens when you use the women’s bathroom at a club.
Can we all agree that women’s bathrooms are like an entirely separate realm of existence where men aren’t a thing and we all share our innermost thoughts, feelings, and deepest fears with each other?
Silky smooth.
This is also me after I break out the razor and shave my legs for the first time in eight weeks.
Catch me in my bed rubbing my legs together like the soft lil’ cricket I am.
My degree is in multi-texting.
If you really want to level up, try Snapchatting more than one guy at a time. Keeping those chats separate is literally an art form .
They’re consistent like that.
At some point you just have to say, “Yup, definitely saw that one coming” and move on with your life.
It’ll be tough, but I’ll get through this.
This was me in high school after the guy I liked for three years and never spoke to once started dating someone else without asking me out first.
Honestly? Rude.
Serving sizes are just a suggestion.
“Is it a boy or a girl?”
“It’s a KFC family bucket, thanks for asking.”
Charlotte Pickles knew what’s up.
I really didn’t appreciate her when I was a kid watching Rugrats , but now that I’m an adult woman, I aspire to be her.
She was a strong-willed, independent woman who didn’t let any man push her around and who was a total boss in the corporate world. Let’s all be more like Charlotte Pickles.
Rompers are for fashion, not for function.
You know the risks when you put one on in the morning. You know you’re going to have to strip down like you’re in a one-piece bathing suit the minute you have to pee, and you know there’s a solid chance someone’s going to see you sitting naked on the toilet seat, scrolling through Instagram with Kendall and Kylie out for the world to see.
(Context: I call my boobs Kendall and Kylie.)
I’m so glad I’m not the only one.
I don’t know when everyone collectively learned how to French braid but I guess I missed that sleepover because I literally can’t braid my own hair and it’s a damn tragedy .
I also can’t do a messy bun because apparently I missed that sleepover, too.
Stop. Just stop.
If there’s anything your boyfriend won’t let you do, it’s time to let that man go because you do not need that kind of negativity in your life.
Do you like me yet?
This is also me when someone I’ve been talking to on Tinder decides to start following me on Instagram.
So long, daily stories about that under-boob rash that I can’t decide if it requires medical attention quite yet. Time to get classy .
“You up?”
“What would we be doing if I was there lol?”
“I can’t believe you don’t have a boyfriend haha.”
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“Haha just joking. You gonna send anything back though?”
We’re all in this together.
The moment I stopped thinking I’m competing against every woman I see is the moment I truly started to live. We have enough working against us as is; we need to build each other up, not tear each other down.
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Girl power and all that jazz.
Say it ain’t so.
You live your life thinking you’re the Charlotte, or the Carrie, or maybe even the Samantha of your friend group. And then one day you turn on a rerun of SATC and you realize that no, you had this assessment wrong all along. You’re the Miranda .
But turn that denial and anger into acceptance as you realize that Miranda was the only one in the group who really had her life together and who was Harvard educated and was a feminist before feminists were really a thing.
You wear that Miranda name tag with pride , sis.
