Christ.

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One of those days, officially.

Been having just a shit fuck of anxiety about going to work/existing, have entered “Jason Molina” level depression and told someone who was effectively checking up on me to fuck off, in a somewhat politer form. Not like these issues are new, but cripes. Called in yesterday, even. On the bus, ’cause my job is important and my loser brain can fuck off.

Piss and vinegar for dayssss

Don’t even know what to say for myself at this point.

Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

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