What it’s like to be alive

Depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depressed and anxious and depr

Instead of working, I’m sitting on the toilet at work and playing around on a tablet. I’ve got two hours to go. No, more like one and a half. Not even.

A centipede crawled under the stall door.  I had no idea those suckers were so fast.

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What is this on the stall door? Do I even want to know?

Gross.