Beer, complaining, food trucks is my versions of live, laugh, love.
To kick it off, we’ll go around in a circle and say our names, professions, and the inevitable numerical ranking out of 10 you once overheard a guy describe you as to his friend, even though you literally just met him 20 seconds ago at the bar.
What was that about the eclipse???
They find it harder to find happiness.
Jon Snow better crack open a physics book, stat.
Maybe life is the easy act of existing. Being, instead of becoming.
How could he do this to me? How could he inflict this much pain onto someone who he had once said he could not live without, who he had once promised the world to?
She’s difficult to pin down for plans. This isn’t because she’s trying to play hard to get or anything like that. She doesn’t play games, she builds walls.
This morning, I posted a selfie. With the occasional glance at my like count, I continued to untangle my headphones and settle down for some good ol’ procrastinating.
You graduated a little over two months ago and you still haven’t gotten a single call from any of the hundreds of jobs you applied for.