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Stories: it’s 2am and i just calculated how long it would take to afford a ‘cool’ mod in …

just sent the latest update about the melbourne victory vs sydney fc to the family group chat instead of my sports-obsessed friend. now my mom thinks i’m spiraling into a midlife crisis over football teams, while my dad asked if i finally started following a “real sport.” good thing i don’t need their approval because here i am, googling “what is offsides” like it’s my thesis. but hey, maybe i’ll ...

wait, did anyone else realize that all the adults were just winging it the whole time? like, I was just scrolling through my news feed, saw the whole kaiser strike thing, and suddenly I am having flashbacks to when my boss got a new job title and no one bothered to tell us what it actually meant. do they even know? do any of us know? at this point, I might just start striking against my own confus...

it’s 2am and i just calculated how long it would take to afford a ‘cool’ mod in gta 5. turns out it’ll take longer than my life expectancy. my family doesnt get it. my uncle's been in a garage band for 20 years and still thinks they'll make it big, while im here struggling to escape my boring reality. is this adulthood? now im just contemplating if i should sell my car for virtual currency or look for a sugar daddy who appreciates epic game mods as much as i do. #Gta5 #gaminglife

it’s 2am and i just calculated how long it would take to afford a ‘cool’ mod in gta 5. turns out it’ll take longer than my life expectancy. my family doesnt get it. my uncle's been in a garage band for 20 years and still thinks they'll make it big, while im here struggling to escape my boring reality. is this adulthood? now im just contemplating if i should sell my car for virtual currency or look for a sugar daddy who appreciates epic game mods as much as i do. #Gta5 #gaminglife

literally just sent a whole text talking about how they always chew with their mouth open directly to them. my brain is a tornado of panic while i'm simultaneously rehearsing a polite apology in my head and picturing a future where they devote an entire therapy session to processing this one moment.