I need someone else to hype me up to go crazy because Iโm way too maternal with myself ๐ญ. Iโm always trying to keep myself safe, reasonable, and composed when sometimes I just need someone to grab me by the shoulders and be like GO. BE UNHINGED. DO THE THING. STOP ACTING LIKE YOUโRE YOUR OWN RESPONSIBLE AUNTIE. like i dont even have life experience ๐ญ fuck that interview for making me question my social life!!!
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Polkadot
I hate INTERVIEW AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
And then Iโm sitting there likeโฆ okay, but what if the version of me on paper is not the version of me that shows up when someone looks directly at me?? What if I know myself perfectly fine until somebody asks me to prove it out loud?? Why does suddenly being perceived turn everything I know about myself into a suspicious little pile of MAYBE?? Iโm here because I canโt be out there, but apparently being here means I now have to convince someone that I belong out there. OH MY GOD. IโM THE PAPER. IโM THE PERSON THE PAPER IS ABOUT. IโM ALSO THE IDIOT WHO HAS TO GO IN THERE AND EXPLAIN WHY THE PAPER IS ME. HELLO???? ๐ญ tbh I don't even like this place
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I think we are all biting at life like rabid dogs sometimes. Something appears, and we want it. Someone succeeds, and suddenly we want their life. An opportunity appears, and we panic that if we don't grab it immediately, it will disappear forever. We keep reaching, collecting, comparing, chasingโbarely giving ourselves enough time to breathe and actually ask, Do I even want this?
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I be on the street for a few sec and the first thing I see is ppl with patriotism boner
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idk man i tend to relate ui with uploaded intelligence rather than user interface do you get me?
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Forwarded from Unresolved Issues
I've been carried around by life for... well... all my life. She hasn't fucked me over yet, but who can trust that shifty bitch for long.
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