Contemplating becoming a teacher strictly for summer vacations. PGP.

My life is now just looking forward to the next time I get drunk and hate myself for it. PGP.

Hearing friends’ salaries and knowing I picked the wrong major. PGP.

It used to be “No new friends” because I didn’t want any. Now it’s “no new friends” because I can’t make any. PGP.

LinkedIn suggested that I connect with the officer who arrested me freshman year. PGP.

Checking over your shoulder before opening up a bikini picture on Facebook. PGP.

Shamelessly taking any and all handouts offered to you while visiting family back home. PGP.