Soo a friend mentioned they wanted to be a student counsellor and I was like "heh we don't have those here" and then I just went on about all the fucked up shit and workload they put on us. 6 days a week treating it like a 9-5, periodic animalistic beatings. I might have unresolved trauma, I think

This is a rare experience m I'm not even mad at how bad dmc2 was. I'm just so confused as to how and why it came to be. Even I tried to sabotage the project, I couldn't make this

Everytime I scroll here, I see like ten posts of some mf being like "isn't this so much better than twitter" and I'm like man, shut up. It got old the first day and it's not stopping

So I just watched Wall-e and I'm not someone who cries at movies but I'm just gonna say *spoiler alert*

If he didn't remember at the end I might've been misty eyed and I don't like remembering I can feel so many emotions