Oh…my…fucking god. She’s 12 and she’s 8. What the fuck have I achieved yet my entire life?
I hella wanna see this!
I woke up at 6:30 am for work this moring.
It is now 1:11 am, and I have not slept yet…and to think I’m running on little sleep trying to finish an essay.
“I was doing fine once upon a time
Then my brain left and it didn’t say bye
Don’t look at me wrongI’m out of my mind…”
This paper that I am currently writing,
will absolutely be the death of me. If it isn’t, then the upcoming 8 page term paper definitely will be.
The equivalence of me writing an paper is like my soul burning in hell for all of eternity.
To the person who invented “the essay“…fuck you.
