You show a cat something and they’re like sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff ooooh I understand now. Don’t care
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being in your early twenties is like [grocery shopping alone] [having instant noodles for dinner] [remembering random details about that one friend you haven’t spoken to in five years] [feeling overwhelming guilt for every purchase that isn’t strictly “necessary”] [having midday naps] [finding out through facebook that the girl who was mean to you in high school has a husband and a baby] [falling a little in love with every stranger on public transport] [pretending you’re not afraid of being alone] [wondering when you’ll feel like a fully realized person] [listening to bands you liked in middle school] [blinking and it’s suddenly december] [failing to imagine yourself ten years from now] [feeling like you’re running out of time]
not that this is like. a masterpiece of prose whose creator needs to be given credit, and i know it’s not that serious but. this is very much my original post that this person has reposted without credit.
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