if you see me tomorrow, just punch me
like, don’t even say anything, just come up and punch me
full fucking force
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I NEED TO BE WRITING AND ESSAY AND THREE PROPOSALS WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME WHY AM I LIKE THIS THEYRE DUE IN TOMORROW AND IM FUCKING HERE WHAT THE FUCK SOMEONE BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME PLEASE I AM A FUCKING TWAT BUCKET
todays thing im doing instead of work: binge watching being human
@me do WORK
what the HELL
i should be doing woRK WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
ITS HALF THREE IN THE MORNING WHY DO I DO THIS
mood rn
scott pilgrim artstyle, but sorta fucked because me.
i need to be writing and evauation and an essay and shit but
instead
i just
sat there
and watched Scott Pilgrim
Modern Life is Rubbish 