Is the world on crack? I swear there's some lunar alignment that has everyone batshit these last few days. I have a start date A WEEK LATER than I had hoped because my dad has ultimate guilt power over me (peep that internet-safe allusion). Plans for this weekend have been a revolving door of expectation and disappointment, and I have at least 6 hours of freelancing to squeeze in before sunday evening.
Adulthood is hard.
" " humid.
" " kind of slutty.
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I wish I had six hours of freelancing to do.
Please. Freelance writing jobs. Show me them.
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