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Appreciation: not gonna lie, I just accidentally voice-texted my intrusive thoughts about how …

just found my old sketchbook from art class and like, i was LITERALLY doing character designs for an entire fictional universe. i mean, one of the characters was a sentient potato that fought evil broccoli. like, who even thought that was a good idea? my teacher tried to give me constructive criticism. i thought i was getting a big break on my way to the next PIXAR. now i’m just wondering where my...

ok but i just found out they were still using their ex’s favorite playlist as background noise while we talked about our future kids—like, hello? am i living in some sort of Sims crossover episode? why do I feel like i’m the NPC in my own love life—gonna start charging rent for emotional labor at this point. #notmyplaylist #realestatelove

not gonna lie, I just accidentally voice-texted my intrusive thoughts about how I could totally take down Cody Rhodes in a wrestling ring. like, picture this, me, a socially awkward accountant, rolling up in my office chair like it’s my wrestling entrance, thinking maybe that would help me tackle my tax deadlines. then I paused, realizing I also texted how I secretly believe Drew McIntyre would fall madly in love with me if we ever met. now I have to rethink all my life choices, including this desire for a title belt and my entire career trajectory. #Wwe #delulu

not gonna lie, I just accidentally voice-texted my intrusive thoughts about how I could totally take down Cody Rhodes in a wrestling ring. like, picture this, me, a socially awkward accountant, rolling up in my office chair like it’s my wrestling entrance, thinking maybe that would help me tackle my tax deadlines. then I paused, realizing I also texted how I secretly believe Drew McIntyre would fall madly in love with me if we ever met. now I have to rethink all my life choices, including this desire for a title belt and my entire career trajectory. #Wwe #delulu

bruh, just remembered I was supposed to finish that sixty-page book report on a fictional book about a guy who invents a self-aware toaster. I mean, WHO even needs that information in their life? now I’m stuck trying to write a thousand-word essay about bread and existential crises while the toaster sits in my mind like, "why didn’t you believe in me?" #LiteraryFails #ProcrastinationStation