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this will not be pretty
Fuck this day. Just -- fuck it.
I've already ranted on the phone to my mother about half of it and I don't feel like rehashing a long story of frustration and unfairness, so just trust me that it's been an enormous pile of SHIT coming on the back of three weeks of lower-level SHIT and I want to hit a lot of things that will make satisfying sounds of pain.
I also wish I could just -- exist in the world without constantly spending my parents' money, Jesus CHRIST, why does money have to be a concept all. Why can't I just NOT HAVE TO FUCKING BUY ANTHING.
(While I appreciate the sentiment, I am in the state where real-life physical contact is met with hard glares and accidental violence, so maybe hold off on anything resembling *hugs*, please.
Virtual pillows for punching would be accepted.)
I've already ranted on the phone to my mother about half of it and I don't feel like rehashing a long story of frustration and unfairness, so just trust me that it's been an enormous pile of SHIT coming on the back of three weeks of lower-level SHIT and I want to hit a lot of things that will make satisfying sounds of pain.
I also wish I could just -- exist in the world without constantly spending my parents' money, Jesus CHRIST, why does money have to be a concept all. Why can't I just NOT HAVE TO FUCKING BUY ANTHING.
(While I appreciate the sentiment, I am in the state where real-life physical contact is met with hard glares and accidental violence, so maybe hold off on anything resembling *hugs*, please.
Virtual pillows for punching would be accepted.)
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