Stop worrying about that “perfect summer body.”
People who love going to the beach aren’t the stay-home-and-Netflix every night type.
Your friend not only gets the snail mail, and the shout out on Instagram, but you send them a present and a text and you celebrate with them as much as you can even if that celebration doesn’t include a plane ticket.
When you meet someone new and realize you share the same music taste, you full on FREAK OUT. It becomes the “Oh my god, do you listen to ____?” hour.
Driving somewhere and hearing the PERFECT song come on the radio that exactly fits your current life situation. In fact, you’re semi-convinced the song was straight up written for you.
Someone mentions a previous joke and this sudden rush of nostalgia hits you both. You’re laughing at the sheer memory of the joke, not even the joke itself.
Ruby Rose. Because, holy sh*t. Just look at her.
Meeting your best friend for some late-night drive-thru.
Mildly perturbed that I used to sing this in elementary school after dissecting the lyrics, but hey, now it’s perfectly acceptable to ask someone to rub me the right way.
Your boss gives everyone the day off, runs shirtless through the sprinklers, gets fired, and you get promoted.