Because you want a S.O. who you can take home to meet your parents:
Because bras are actual sociopaths trying to destroy your life:
Because everyone lied and you need to expose the truth, Michael Moore style:
Because your split ends are out of control but your account balance is nonexistent:
Because when you're watching old episodes in your seventh floor walk-up, a cockroach runs across your feet:
Because you have the drunchies and you want to eat all the chicken wings:
Because you keep on watching Bridget Jones's Diary and really just need some chocolate:
And because partying is fucking exhausting:
