I’m just so tired and when I’m tired I get depressed and when I’m depressed I start to question everything in my life and when I start to question everything, I realize how unhappy I can get and when I’m unhappy I start to become discontented; sarcastic; crabby and everyone knows I hate this version of Issa as much as the next person does.

I should sue One Direction for the emotional and physical workload they left upon me this weekend. Ugh. WHYYY DID I HAVE TO GO TO THAT CONCERTTTT??