okay, wild night. everyone can still count to 20, right?

phone charged, makeup on-point, eaten a real meal

seems I can only ever pick two of three.

things that only get worse when ignored: minimum payments, gender dysphoria, dependency hell.

people pleaser? ain’t no way. I try my best to be a people thankyouer though!

I was once measured and thoughtful but the operant conditioning of my peer group’s revealed preference for doing insane shit has worn down my psyche.

I can’t decide whether swiping on The Apps is more Sisyphean or Tantalean. but it’s definitely got a Greek tragedy myth associated with it.