“This is just a stepping stone.” PGP.
Wore a white long sleeve shirt and fleece vest to work and now my coworker won’t stop calling me Han Solo and asking me why I shot first. PGP.
I’m getting dangerously comfortable with telling people no on the basis that I can’t afford it. PGP.
The first thing that pops up when you type my name in on Google is my freshman year drunk in public charge. PGP.
Fairly accurate, actually.
Threesome happened, and it consists of my coworker and her boyfriend. PGP.
High turnover rates. PGP.
Planning vacations that will probably never happen. PGP.
Receding hairline. PGP.