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35/Permanently angry writer an sustainability expert/I'm alive only out of spite
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I baked this sexy bitch today and it fucks hard.

‘touch grass’ bro i don’t know if you’re aware but they have portable computers now. i’m clowning on your ass in a secluded glen by a rushing waterfall. a newborn fawn is nuzzling my hand while i quote dunk u

I'm happy to report my bike ride to work didn't make me feel like dying. There is hope for my fat ass.

HR Director called me to ask why I'm resigning. BITCH WHERE DO I START.

Did my first bike ride to the new office to check the route. I have 6 weeks to make myself not look like dying rat whenever I get to the office. Or I'll buy an electric bike because holy shit, Scottish hills are DEADLY.

Resignation letter sent. My boss agreed to 4 weeks notice. LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO.

Got my written offer, so I can finally take this fucking thing that I call my current job behind the shed, and pull the trigger. The mere fact of clicking 'send' on an email with my resignation letter might make me pass out from pleasure.

I'm going to start a fight club at my local support group for men.

Giggling and kicking my feet while I write my resignation letter.

It feels unreal I will finally escape this fucking prison that is my current job. Finally some good fucking news.

BRB sending this to my boss because I JUST GOT A JOB OFFER FROM A DREAM JOB I APPLIED FOR HOLY SHIT.

Back to my shit job tomorrow hahaha. I wonder how long will I survive this time. My money is on 3 days.

Rewired my brain by being stabbed for 4h.

he’s right and he’s right to say it

Hey guess what. Talking shit about potential employer's lawn during a job interview gets you an invitation to a third interview. I'm going to lose my mind.

No idea how my second stage job interview went. This time I managed to slag off their lawns. When they asked me what I think biodiversity is I said "not perfectly trimmed grass". Like a complete ass. I should be forced to wear a muzzle.

There's one good thing about my mental breakdown. My lack of appetite made me drop down one size of my clothes and I look smoking hot in my new suit I bought for the job interview tomorrow.

The closer we get to Superman's release, the more I'm ready to fight

this would fix me

Instead of trauma bangs, I'm getting a trauma tattoo. Maybe I really am a dramatic bitch?

Getting through a lot of stress by just repeating "lol. lmao" like a mantra in my head.

Good for me, answering an interview question about what would I say sustainability is in an elevator pitch I said: "Making sure the planet doesn't explode in flames and people have equality."

Oh my god I have a job interview on Wednesday holy shit.

Absolutely hate sending job applications. Nobody talks like that in real life, but I still have to cosplay as my worksona to even get considered for an interview.

I think of this Dan Aykroyd quote every time I do a beer run

Been going on daily walks in the woods and only today, where I spent in total 20 minutes outside, 10 of those in a bus, I got back home with a fucking tick. It this hoe gets lyme disease I'll stab someone.

Maybe I should really ditch intellectual work and just write porn for a living.

You probably can't even see it, but there is a duck sleeping on the rock in the middle of this river and if I could do that, that would 100% cure me.

Me every week after group therapy.

This year for Trans Day of Visibility I will be visibly distressed.