freakystrangeobsessions: why don’t i strap on my job helmet and squeeze down into a job cannon and fire off into jobland where jobs grow on little jobbies!
I will never fall asleep. I have to get up for class in three hours. Kill me now.
I can’t tell if I am really stressed out or I’m just having a terrible caffeine crash… maybe both.
I want tattoos. I need money. I need a job.