strange perpetually single women in their late 20s with vivid dreams of a beautiful future and the heartbeat of a scared mouse how are we doing

actually pretty bleak that the charlie brown Christmas special is all about how commercialism destroys the holidays and our relationships and makes us casually cruel and shortsighted because consumerist obsession places all our hopes and excitement into material goods and shiny prizes. and now snoopy is so heavily commodified he's just like mickey mouse 2. he's just a gucci bag for quirked up internet users. a five below keychain used to signal that you are nonthreatening and cozycore. they're printing his face on potato chip bags this winter. what have you done to him. where's the shame. did charlie brown's plight mean nothing to you

pushing back against oldest child stereotypes by making unwise choices and not being dependable

laptop at 22%. the social network score song 'in motion' on repeat. essay getting written in a somewhat incoherent way. you know the vibes.

this damn song is gonna single-handedly make me not fail all my finals. shout out 'in motion'. shout out reznor and ross. sorry the academy didn't nominate the challengers score (they're insane).

basically 1 year later, passed all my finals, still irresponsible as fuck though because the laptop is at 35% and I have 4 hours to write a 2000 word paper worth 1/3 of my grade and a 500 word response paper for another class. plus finals the next two weeks. ironically the song I listened to the most studying for finals last time was actually 'everyday is exactly the same' by nin. reznor and ross save me again.

hey, I was just at "things got better" island and everyone there is talking about how excited they are to meet you

there’s just always something fucking happening