Thank God

Why am I still doing things that make me unhappy? Thank God there's just 2 more days of this shit, then I'm out.

My period's probably around the corner, that explains all the feels.

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We think with our wants, instead of our needs, thus forcing us to be so fickle with our choices. How privileged are we to be able to consider what we want before what we need.

Both a blessing and a curse.