Everything seriously feels like torture today. Going through the motions of work is taking all the self-control I posses. ALL OF IT.
And opening the Pitchfork article about Lollapalooza just spat this in my face and almost ended me.
1. 20 years!?!?!
(I am old)
2. I would take all the fish microwaving in the world to get back to that building on the left.
(ugh. I haz regrets)
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