being an adult sucks, work 9/10 hours of the day then sleep for 8 hours inc weekends then oh wait I’ve worked late then errands, laundry, cleaning, life admin. When am I supposed to live my best life
I have come to the conclusion after hunting high and low that all my clothes are indeed black, and at a festival themed upon love I shall indeed be wearing… black
have never been so delayed trying to fly ever, every. single. flight. Usain bolting through the airport for what should have been a significant layover makes me NEVER WANNA FLY AGAIN
Grudgingly made another pile of what looks like shit for my dinner. I need to marry someone who loves cooking because I cannot endure this torturous activity for the rest of my life