Thought Catalog


For now, we will cluster around the coffee table in our ridiculously themed costumes, play one more round Of Never Have I Ever, take one last swig of vodka and lemonade, and wish with all of our tipsy might that these nights will live forever.

In my opinion, the “wasted friend” title is semi-acceptable in college. We act understanding about it because “shit happens.” But after graduation? No way. If someone doesn’t have their alcohol consumption in-check after college, then I have no empathy for them.