At 18: You're probably in a class together.
At 25: At a party with your whole crew.
At 30: Tinder.
At 18: Anything goes.
At 25: You're at the top of your game.
At 30: How do you do this again?
At 18: The movies is the best plan.
At 25: That bar that everyone's been talking about.
At 30: Anywhere with alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.
At 18: New and unpredictable adventures.
At 25: You go to your favorite restaurant and order only the tastiest things.
At 30: Leave home when there's still good ice cream in the fridge? Why?
At 18: Nobody really knows what's happening.
At 25: You have your best underwear on.
At 30: You know exactly what you want and how you want it.
At 18: They're family friends — couldn't be easier!
At 25: It's the biggest event of the year so, naturally, you panic.
At 30: You meet them at the altar...during your wedding.
At 18: Everyone must know everything.
At 25: You use likes as a means of flirtation.
At 30: LOL.
At 18: It's hard to sleep like this.
At 25: This is the best activity.
At 30: Not spooning is not an option.
At 18: You know how many kids you'll have and you have a name for each of them.
At 25: You plan trips together.
At 30: You plan dinner. For tonight.
At 18: You cry day and night, and you swear you'll never love anyone so intensely ever again.
At 25: You've got your friends by your side each and every day until you're feeling better.
At 30: Nothing a drink can't solve.
At 18: You keep every memory in a box, and you torture yourself reading past love notes.
At 25: You take comfort thinking that whatever happened was meant to happen.
At 30: Who?
This post was translated from Spanish.