have you ever just attempted a 2000 word essay that you have to hand in like tomorrow now and you just have no fucking clue what you’re doing you changed your question two days ago because you realised that none of the online links they set up work like you’re just writing stuff knowing that you’re probably wrong and you’re just actively praying to whatever’s out there that you pass because it’s your final year and you’re feeling like literal death because it’s so fucking awful & you hate yourself for existing because you know you can do better than this but you’ve just done absolutely shit this year.
may i present: all eight family members judging me.

















