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Imagine being one of the biggest media companies in the world and still having a numbering issue in one of your shows from six years ago

“Rock Polish in Pokemon Mystery Dungeon acts more like a Haste spell than anything else” <- nerdy ass sentences I say alone to myself in my room

Life is unsustainable

Why do i regret every choice I make this hard there’s gotta be like a cap on this shit. I can’t keep being this fucking stupid forever right. Maybe i was always this stupid and my privilege has just finally run out.

The way my brain instinctively did the math and realized I was fucked before i could even actively think about it would be impressive if i wasn’t so nauseous

Post series to delete after i get two more hours of sleep and suppress it all again

I wouldn’t be so stressed if I wasn’t still trying to get fucking 800 quid from March or if my mother could afford to pay me the thousand dollars she still owes me from a loan or if my grandmother was capable of giving gifts or if my father wasn’t an even stupider financial numbskull than me and addicted to buying bad cars and everyone is sick and everyone is just walking corpses

I just feel like this because I got five hours of sleep, turned in assignments that change my whole future a few days ago, and locked in on a big financial spend choice yesterday. Logic does not help me I need put down for the good of everyone around me

Why do I make such huge mistakes and everyone lets me

There is something so deeply wrong with me and I think it’s unfixable