Dear Advil,

You are truly a gift from up above (next to Gatorade). Some people see you as just a small little brown (seriously what color are you?) pill, but you are so much more than that. You've got potential, bud. You have gotten me and many others through rough mornings. You are the comfort of my very own mother but in pill-form. As a college student, I don't have my mom around to help me when I feel like I might not survive. But then I remember, I have my best bud Advil to save the day.

Headache? Advil. Cramps? Advil. Crying on the floor? Well, you probably aren't the go-to solution for this situation, but odds are you will be needed later that night, if you're catching my drift. People don't realize how special such a silly little pill is. Rock on Advil, you're killing it, babe!

You're probably thinking, "Shouldn't you be thanking whoever invented Advil?" Hell yeah I should. Shout out to by Dr. Stewart Adams for being a legend and making the world a much better place. Also, for inventing Advil because of his own hangovers.

Some people probably think this whole letter is dumb. "It's just Advil, chill". Alright. Yeah, it's just Advil. Next time you're seriously hungover, don't take an Advil. Instead, just pretend you're dead for six hours and let me know how that goes. You'll probably miss every class (that might happen even with the Advil but, ya know, life). You'll 100% feel like you were run over 12 times and at the same time be wishing you actually were being hit by a truck in that very moment. And to think, this all could've been solves with one little pill.

As fellow Advil lovers Kanye West and Jay-Z say, "Sunglasses and Advil, last night was mad real". Listen to Yeezy and respect the Advil. We all love ya, Advil. Thanks for saving us on a daily basis and making sure that our days go a little more smoothly. Screw Tylenol, team Advil forever.

Love always,

A girl who gets headaches far too often