22: Expectation vs. Reality

When T. Swift explains what it feels like to be 22…

I’m like…

Because, really, it’s less like this:

And more like this:

And a fair amount of this:

Some of this:

And a lot of this:

What do we do?

Besides:

Ugh, and:

We’re constantly flip-flopping between:

And:

We’re past this:

But not yet to this:

I know I should feel like this:

Young, wild, and free, right?

But half the time it’s more like:

Will someone explain to me what’s going on here?

If my soul had a voice, it would sound like Britney Spears in 2002.

That’s right, my soul has killer abs.

One minute I’m like:

The next:

Often followed by:

And then back to:

I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling 22.