I’m 21 going on 22, and I believe that the best remedy to ail the realization that you’re nowhere near where you thought you’d be is through a carefully crafted playlist.
If we live in a world in which my brother exists, then not all men can be assholes.
Admittedly, I definitely had this coming. Karma was long due.
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What else could we pumpkin spice? Why not push the boundaries of this cherished scent/flavor?
Although I am grateful for the opportunity to have been, for the time being, a productive member of society, I feel that I have gone as far as I can go in my career and I hope to move on to a place where I have more room to grow and where my skill set can be further utilized. Like my parents’ basement.
Cardio: Run from the truth.
You might be failing but I’m not doing anything. Not sure which is actually worse.
I’m so good at actually believing something can happen when it’s too late.
You wake up, shower, get dressed, run late to work, catch the bus, sprint to the office, avoid your boss, sit at your desk, open up your computer, check your emails, respond to none of them, spend way too much time getting coffee, and wait until it’s time to go home.