Sometimes you just have to stumble in from the bar at midnight on a Wednesday and eat almond butter out of the jar and pass out before getting up for work the next morning.

Can’t I just watch The Walking Dead all day and hide from my problems

Do You Have My Charger?

I would give a lot to be able to go back in time and tell my preadolescent self that one day when you are in your twenties you will have your own place and you will be eating ravioli in your underwear at midnight while watching cartoons. And it will be everything you imagine it to be.