the man arrested in clontarf is scum! how low can you get to set fire to a house while a grieving family loses everything?
spent the whole afternoon trying to track down the missing box of pens at work because like seriously who steals office supplies and now i have to sign a bunch of documents with a frayed blue crayon that i found in my bag, so dumb.
just had my third doctor appointment where they told me my pain is probably just stress, as if stressing about being in pain isn’t the actual cause of me wanting to turn into a cartoon character and just run into a wall. I mean, maybe if i ate more kale or hugged a tree they’d finally give me the x-ray for the random jabbing in my side, because obviously that’s how medicine works now.
just had my third doctor appointment where they told me my pain is probably just stress, as if stressing about being in pain isn’t the actual cause of me wanting to turn into a cartoon character and just run into a wall. I mean, maybe if i ate more kale or hugged a tree they’d finally give me the x-ray for the random jabbing in my side, because obviously that’s how medicine works now.
someone mentioned in passing how easy it is to find good friends, and now i feel like a cardboard cutout at a party, like have i been pretending to be someone who matters? guess it’s too late to hand in my resignation from this existence.