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Why are we acting like teenagers have never been stupid before? Like, this is not new information. Also, they're treating these kids like criminals. They're just kids who are being mistreated and are mad about it!! Rightfully so!!!

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I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this

My life feels so unfulfilling rn. Like i'm sitting here, on a sunday night, at 9 pm, doing nothing. i have no fun things planned, no people to talk to or hang out with. i'm just downstairs in my living room doing nothing. I'm tired. I want to do something fun, something exciting that keeps me moving and going. I want to talk to people in person and hangout with them and just be in the same area as them but I want to move and walk and use my body to experience sensations because i feel stagnant and stiff right now. I want to be anywhere other than where i am right now. I'm bored, i'm sad, i'm frustrated, I'm lost. I want to work a job and be out late like other 20 something year olds. Instead im in my parents house having a breakdown because i'm bored. UGH i want to cry

I've been wanting to start a book club for a while with my friends. I honestly think it'd be super fun and motivating but I don't think anyone would say yes to it, or if they were to say yes, be able to follow through to the extent I wish. I know I would probably drop it with my easy forgetfulness. It would be pretty fun though :)

If any of my friends actually happen to find this blog/actually look at my posts, you are not allowed to let me know I will be mortified this is my one saving grace for when I'm so deep down I can't even ramble pathetically in my journal so if you see a post that's not work related,,,, don't acknowledge it DON'T ACKNOWLEDGE IT

So I've started writing fanfiction and as much as I'd love to share my work with one of my friends for them to read it over I can't bring it in myself to announce that I am writing angsty hurt/comfort Tangeld the Series fanfiction centered around Eugene getting beat up like what in the world would they think 😭

"That's how women are always turning it into stuff about them" I'LL KILL YOU

Jesus can my boss do anything other than comment on people's behaviors and habits. His voice fucking drives me crazy and I can't stand the way he talks it's actually infuriating.

My 50 something year old coworker just told me that I shouldn't take modafinil (she doesn't know the name I just told her it was a narcotic) because they're really addictive, like I don't already know that. Then she says I should "try seeing if better exercise and eating habits" would help keep me awake, and that I should "set a time to get up and walk around" as if she understands what's happening? Like lady I've been doing that, I've been getting up and walking around, but no amount of keeping myself awake is going to actually reduce the urge to sleep other than medicine. Like sure I can keep myself awake against my will for as long as I can try, but that's like putting a baby down on a couch and telling them to sit up, like sure they can try but sooner or later they're going to fall down. UGH I just wish people knew more about narcolepsy

Looking for local website designers just proves to me that I could make so much money being a web designer, brander, or graphic designer because so many of these people suck ass

This man wanted me to find website designers, gave me NO specifics, and then is all like "no I don't wanna hire them do someone local they'll be too expensive" and I'm like THAT'S NEVER STOPPED YOU BEFORE??? ALSO THEN TELL ME YOU WANT SOMEONE LOCAL NEXT TIME YOU BITCH ASS MOTHERFUCKER

My boss and a coworker are talking about how I'm too short to see over the dash of the big Ford F-150. I'M 4'11, FOUR FEET ELEVEN INCHES, NO DUH I CAN'T SEE OVER THE DASH OF A TRUCK THAT HAS A SEAT RAISED TO MY SHOULDERS BEFORE I EVEN GET IT. GOD FUCK HIM

Do you think they're tired of me? Like is it time to retire the boss complaining? I complain about it a lot on my Instagram but I think my friends are done with it, I probably should stop posting about it. Do my friends want to hear me talk about it? My mom told me I need to "leave my work at work" and my dad keeps telling me to '"let the comments roll off" but it's like I can't? Not like in the "OMG I can't do that lol" way but in the "I don't know how to do that and no one is telling me how" way. Like how do I let his comments roll off me? I keep asking and no one gives me an answer other than "just don't listen" or "ignore it" but I can't ignore it? Because it's always there, constantly in my ear and then when I try to shake it out at home I get told that I should stop talking about it and let it be. UGH I just, I don't know how to not let it bother me.