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Since March of 2020, the whole world has undergone one thrilling, continuous, collective existential crisis. The plans we made, the future we pictured, it doesn’t exist anymore. We’re a generation of fucked up individuals, and we’re the ones who have to clean up this mess.
They told me the hardest part of my twenties would be the low balance in my bank account. They told me the hardest part of my twenties would be the revolving door of men who either didn’t fit me or who took my heart, broke it, and left.