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Ah shit why did I intentionally put on my favorite clothes I know wouldn't fit to make myself sad on purpose, they fit worse than ever actually

Just heard a guy spill very hard on his bicycle outside my building and start groaning and complaining about how much he was hurting to someone he was taking to on the phone, by the time I got up to look out the balcony and check if he was actually really fucked up and needed help he was standing up and looking over his bike getting ready to leave. I'm really glad he was wearing a helmet or I might have had to call an ambulance or something. Anyway, taking care of your own safety is actually good for everyone else, especially me, because I don't want to deal with that shit.

I gotta make a list of things stuck in my craw that I can chew through to become a more complete person