Reviewing the proliferation of tipsy tweets you sent last night and feeling the intense relief of not having said anything horrible like
Trying to eat a burrito while you type (why would you do that, Emily, stop it).
The most dangerous game: did I take that Xanax long enough ago to have a second glass of wine.
You’re not really an adult at all. You’re just a tall child holding a beer, having a conversation you don’t understand.
Dylan Moran (via ellephanta)