this is fine

cradling the em dash in my hands what the fuck have they done to you

My one boring tip to anyone in their 20s is to resist the temptation to rot in your room every time you get a free moment. Dismiss any neuroses you have about going outside and "being perceived". Be a dictator about it, plan your hangouts like they are binding commitments. No excuses! Go to the bar with your friends. Be kinda hungover at work. Socializing is like exercise; even if you don't feel like you want to, you should still do it because it's good for you.

having a headache while hydrated is so unfair. you were supposed to protect me.

worst part of being an adult is how often youre forced to nag. you Have to be annoying or youre never getting anything done. which is unfortunate considering how common it is to teach kids to never nag and be annoying ever

a professional i am paying money doesnt show up w zero communication and IM the one who has to feel guilty for having to call him and ask whats going on. because when i was a little kid i would get yelled at for nagging. joke world

i know lots of things about black sails were sort of worked out as it went along but it's awesome how much you can see everyone's entire character arcs in like the first few episodes. silver is introduced as a coward and a (literal) backstabber. flint can fight and scheme his way out of anything but collapses when he gets to his gay and bourgeois house. max wants the safety and stability she thinks money can give her but chooses to jeopardize it for love. eleanor is unable to stop fighting even when running is the only thing that could save her. they're so different from the people they are at the end of s4 but so entirely the same

"when people ask how you're doing, they don't really care." most of them do, actually, the amount they care is just directly proportional to how well they know you. you're just mad you can't be the main character of the Twice Daily.

if i am doing shitty and the check out girl asks me, "how are you?" i will say,"man, i've been better." we are strangers to each other. she doesn't need to know my whole life story. she doesn't need to know about my credit score and my hemorrhoids or my uncle in the hospital. she just needs enough to respond "been there, buddy. hey, at least the day is almost over?" and then we part ways. i have been on both sides of thousands of exchanges like this, the only one making you do a little song and dance is you, my friend