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i hate mondays

But the honest truth is I wake up every morning feeling the same way I said I did. And Every night, I go to sleep with the same thought in my head.

I always felt like I was in the background. Just living and waiting for the call. I didn’t feel like the main purpose

I can’t look at Instagram anymore I hate it there

feeling like an animal trapped in ur hot car

Sooooo terrified. Like genuinely in awe of what I am doing. Why do I constantly feel like im ruining my life. Is comfortable bad? Is complacency synonymous with comfort? Am I stupid for thinking they’re the same or maybe even different? Am I stupid for all of this?

I don’t know why I thought anything would be different. It’s usually the same, so if it’s usually, then that means it’s the same.

Thinking about 2017-2018 humor. Meme pack was a regularly used term and it wasn’t necessarily like a funny term. It was for a collection of pictures that were funny. They called it meme packs.

Everything feels like a distant memory. I feel so out of place again

sigh