Look, I am no stranger to these lil' bastards BUT my life, right now, is literally PERFECT. Like, no stress, no bullshit. I'm even seeing some grass come up! For realizies....not a single reason why.
It seems cruel, really. It's one thing when you are stressed out. You are already feeling shitty so how problematic is a little hyperventilation. But when you are running around like you are Mary Fucking Tyler Moore, farting rainbows and sunshine, grasping for breath and your lips going numb kinda puts a wrench in things.
It is my totally well thought out, rational opinion that I have a brain tumour.
Sigh...I'm too young and fabulous to dieeeeeeeeee
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