We all have life goals. Some are more achievable than others. Some girls make life goals that are completely crazy. These are from an awesome art project called “Before I Die, I Want to…“:

You missed the point of the assignment. You can’t live forever before you die. That doesn’t even make sense. And seriously? You’re a postwoman. And you want to live forever?

Lemme guess. Dashboard Confessional playing on your iPod? C’mon, emo girl. That doesn’t even make any sense.

Good start. Red cup inside of a miller lite coozy. And misspelled “millionaire.” Brilliant.

You’ve just wasted all of our time. And you spelled it “Donno”. You deserve to not have a life goal.

Awwwww. Why don’t you just suck it up or wear gym shoes. Nobody asks you to wear heels.

You can’t do that. I’m not being a pessimist, but you will never go everywhere. Otherwise you’d know exactly where Osama bin Laden was hiding.

You look like you’re having fun. I bet when you’re ninety years old and wrinkly, and you break your hip every other week and take about twelve medications and pee your bed every night, you’ll be having fun, too. Forever-yayyyyy!

That’s not a goal. Do you understand that you couldn’t ever possibly achieve that goal.

I think you do that every day. No? Then maybe you should be more clear about your goals

Epic fail.

That’s it? You must be so damn accomplished that I must know you. But alas, I have never seen you or your crazy face before.

That’s it?

Desperate? Maybe you should put a commercial on the superbowl and sell yourself.

Aww cute. And maybe your boyfriend will be Santa Claus.

That’s the most awkward and gross way to say “I want to be a mom” (or dad?)

I don’t think you’re familiar with what a ghost is. They don’t have a physical form. Nice one.