Here's to growing up. Kind of.
It's mostly agony.
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of...
Thirty-three and still living with your mom?
The last thing you want is to be living in a house with dodgy blinds and no powerpoints.
It's a whole new and kinda scary world.
Who's that in your new Facebook picture??
DON'T GROW UP. IT'S A TRAP.
"Look Ma, I can cook!"
"I'M MOVIN' ON."
You certainly aren't in Kansas anymore.
It's never too early to get your shit together.
In an empty flat, no one can hear you fart.
Because it's no coincidence that the word "smother" has the word "mother" in it.
Weddings and football: fall's two irrational obsessions.
You're in a share house of emotion.
Welcome to the real world.
Moving: the only time in your life when you realize exactly how much stuff you actually own.