Irritable
Betch
Syndrome

I consider myself a realist.

By the time you get to college, you pretty much have your going-out makeup routine down to a science.

It's no secret that part of being in college means destroying a perfectly good pair of shoes on a night out.

There are only a few things I truly, genuinely love in this world.

I go to a university, like many, where roommates are completely random your freshman year, so I didn’t have the luxury of scrolling through a Facebook group to shop for someone who had the same degenerate tendencies as me.