They say your 20's are the best years of your life. I'd say every year of your life has the means to provide you with exactly the "best" you could hope for, if you let it.
But since I'm in my 20-somethings, I may as well try give the saying some meaning.
If there's ever a time to be that drunk bitch that fell down some stairs, your 20's is the time to be it. For the record, I blame: rounds of tequila (plural), high heeled shoes and stairs at a club - in that order. Who was the genius who came up with the idea to put stairs in a club anyways?! It's a disastrous "white girl wasted" meets faceplant just waiting to happen. I'd say I was embarrassed, but the reality of the events that transpired was that I rolled my ankle, tripped down two stairs and then sat down and laughed about it with Danielle for 45 seconds.
So cheers to being in your 20's, making memories and surrounding yourself with wonderful people - old friends & new. Just no tequila, please.
Song of the day: Sunset - The XX
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