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...everyone just get out. I don't want to see a single damn post until tomorrow at 11:00 AM. And I mean all of you, acting like: "Wait, why can't I remember anything? Why does my mouth taste weird, why am I sore in places I shouldn't be, and whose clothes am I wearing? Whose laptop is this that I'm even typing on right now?"
Today is officially International Skip-Your-Therapy Day. Just toss your pills in the trash, get off the forums, leave your rooms, put down the tablets, and forget about all those messy affairs, toxic exes, current partners, or future flings. Forget the depression, the melancholy, and all those various little existential crises. Honestly, I guess there isn't much that a shot of vodka can't fix. Just pull yourselves together and get outside. I want Washington, D.C. to be absolutely teeming with crazies today—I want to be genuinely terrified every time I step onto a subway car...
Today is officially International Skip-Your-Therapy Day. Just toss your pills in the trash, get off the forums, leave your rooms, put down the tablets, and forget about all those messy affairs, toxic exes, current partners, or future flings. Forget the depression, the melancholy, and all those various little existential crises. Honestly, I guess there isn't much that a shot of vodka can't fix. Just pull yourselves together and get outside. I want Washington, D.C. to be absolutely teeming with crazies today—I want to be genuinely terrified every time I step onto a subway car...