Me, Younger: All adults ever talk about is the weather. They’re so boring.
Me, Now: OH THANK GOD, IT’S 75 DEGREES OUT! EVERYONE HEAR THAT? ITS 75 DEGREES AND A LITTLE OVERCAST! 📣📣📣📣
Tag: me
me: hi, how are you today?
some SuitPerson: haha well you know – thank God it’s FRIDAY amiright!!!!!!
me, who works the next three days and has entirely lost the concept of weekends as a time for rest and relaxation:
jointphotographicexportsgroup:
they: wyd
me:
When you gotta wake up for work AGAIN
My joints as I stand up after having been sitting for awhile:
Oh I know. And it’s absolutely overwhelming.
if you relate to having an idea for a story for 4 to 8 years with almost zero progress towards actually writing it down, clap your hands
if you pull the bag out of a cereal box you’re fucked. you’re so absolutely fucked. it’s never gonna go back in there the same way again, the box was protecting you and you disrespected it and you will get what you deserve
u: *saves the game*
ur brain:
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