whats crazy about being an adult and trying to get things done is that nobody ever wants to extend you any lenience for the mandatory ten or more hours a day of thinking about martin that we all have to do or we die. people just refuse to consider that the thinking about martin time is a necessity? its literally like way more important than doing your job or seeing your friends but for some reason weve structured society around a mythical person who somehow doesnt need to think about martin for at least ten hours per day.

















