Every now and then, you come across a song that captures your mood at every party, with a head-nod accompanying "Isn't that the truth?". While I was in college (and even now), I was not exactly a voluntary drinker. And the jungle juice served at frat parties (even the Eau de Frat) was enough to put me in an antisocial mood. And isn't that just the worst kind of mood to be in at a party?
If only they played some Alessia Cara so I could walk out like all the #CareFreeBlackGirls