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me every December to myself : okay bestie better luck next year

so is there an assistant dysfunction i can speak to

tbh the fact that its almost 2022 is fine, like its fine whatever. the fact that 2012 was now a decade ago? life ruining. inconsolable etc etc

girl help i cant remember whether it happened in 2020 or 2021-

(suffering the clear and obvious ramifications of my voluntary actions) once again god torments me for no purpose but sick amusement

posts they’ll reblog in 2029 to mock the naivety of the past

man 2021 is literally over and all i did was listen to music and waste my time on the internet

Let me out of the economy

I’m in my “imprisoned in the Tower” era.

i've had enough of being so brave about it i want to start screaming

yo it’s literally november 3rd. what’s next the 4th? and then. no it can’t be.

woman in unemployable degree