You may feel like your life is a joke right now be it because of a weekend of blacking out and losing your phone/keys/purse/jacket or maybe your dad finally put you on financial probation after that last Bloomies binge. It’s not one of your best weeks. I mean, your fellow Arian Amanda Bynes could have told you that. My advice to you is to lay low for a few days and maybe give your liver a little vacay from tinis and tequila shots. Hit a Soul Cycle or yoga class, do a juice cleanse, and cuddle up with Netflix.
…You can have wine though, because that’s basically just a fruit.
Basically, being 27 is parallel to being a newly post-pubescent teenager; so many feels, so many conflicting emotions, so much self-inflicted pressure. At some point, it’s just easier to pray you make it to 30 in one piece and resolve to figure it out from there.
Oh, so THIS is why I’m on the verge of a mental breakdown every other day.