urgh

I am incredibly talented at creating mortifying experiences for myself. Like just now. Can the floor melt? Can I fall into it? Quicksand? Today, I wish I wasn’t me.
I also wish I could answer without any hesitation what I am doing after graduation. I am consumed by worry. I know I shouldn’t be, but I am. So: white flag waving, this inept wonder is going to bed.

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