writing papers for elementary foreign language classes makes me feel so dumb because in english i’m fairly articulate but i literally just wrote in german: “I have a door. the door is big. the door is brown. i have a room.” i’m handing this in for a grade.
Yo Mr. Pool directed Bridesmaids.
If I’m still working at the same job in July, someone shoot me. I hate living every day without meaning. Just going through the motions, waking up in time to go to work and to come home in the middle of the night just to go to sleep. I’ve honestly never felt so low before.