Gainesville, FL
Gainesville is like being stuck in a coffee shop with your worst enemy for four years. You get judged for everything, even your taste in music, and you’re stuck with the Gators, who think they’re the best even when they’re not.
I went to Gainesville, now I hate coffee and my life.
My cousin thinks she’s a hipster, but she just likes glitter.
The Gators lost, and now I’m stuck listening to my neighbor talk about it.