Literally about to go take a nap to deal with the horrors and im manifesting this cutie patootie shows up

The target audience was me. You win this round nintendo...

MY HOMIE WAS A BULBASAUR NAMED LEAF AND I WAS A SILLY LIL PIKACHU AND IT HAPPENED AGAIN

Okay pressing a button is fine if you're in a rush but JUST HAVE A MACHINE THAT DOES PODS THEN NO ONE NEEDS AI TO TELL THEM HOW TO MAKE A COFFEE WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF RAM

One time i explained everything to the therapist and he legit went '...it's impressive you're still functioning' and i simply thanked him and looked longingly at alcohol LMAO

Do they only remember me when i was younger, lost, angry and unmedicated or they think about me with the nostalgia filter? Dont wanna know i'd rather jump into a ditch

Imagine just sitting and saying that im stressing out about the wrong things and i should be focusing on family where the old man is a raging racist facist and the mothership is a discreet racist