I’m sorry, you must be at least a level 4 friend to unlock my tragic backstory
Sunday nights are the worst you go to bed with that horrifying feeling of impending doom like “I’ve got a whole fucking week ahead”
who am I kidding tho, sprite still stings my throat
the taste of redbull still stings my throat
do you ever go through those phases where you just don’t feel like talking to anyone for a few days and it’s not because you’re mad or anything you just don’t feel like talking???