“Naw, man. Naw. Shit, NAW, man! I believe you’d get your ass kicked sayin’ somethin’ like that, man.” 🖕🏼
Me: “I am stronger than this.”
Anxiety: “You’re really not.”
Me: “Hey, fuck you, fuckface, I AM SO! You can’t tell me shit!”
Ah, the perks of being anxious but belligerent.
I just noticed that Guy I Dated for a Minute has RSVP’ed “yes” to a mutual friend’s holiday party I also said “yes” to.
Whatever, fuckface — I ain’t scared.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to spend the next 3 weeks getting pretty and practicing ignoring douchebags. Because that’s what Jesus would do.
(I’ve realized recently that whole thing messed me up more than it should have. But screw it, that’s what therapy’s for. Let’s dance, Psyche.)
1. Salad is stupid. Fuck off with your leaves, salad. I’m not a goddamn giraffe.
2. Trying to solve problems without burying them in fried cheese is like trying to count to purple.
3. Jesus turned water into wine because even HE knew water is some bullshit.