Why does everything in life have to come with a 'catch'?

Every euro-trip comes with luggage to haul, every good fuck comes with the morning after.

All bold promises have fine print, and we always seem to forget our magnifying glasses in our other jeans.

They advertise asthma medication in their cute little commercials. It all looks so great! You can have longer sex without busting out your puffer! But they forget to tell you that you run the risk of losing your lungs.

Good things in life are like a big cupcake. You eat it and it's wonderful, until you realize next morning the sprinkles were really battery acid tablets.

Okay, I don't really fucking know what I'm saying. Basically. Life sucks. There's always a huge low after the huge high, and a toilet to face after the great booze.