A Thursday happy hour resulting in eight unhappy hours on Friday. PGP.

Having to save up for any purchase over $100. PGP.

Fruit is fucking expensive. PGP.

Going back to college on weekends to show how successful you are at doing nothing. PGP.

My friends are all getting engaged. I’m still puking on street corners. PGP.

Not sure if my shakes are coming from my hangover or my coffee. PGP.