You were going to lose weight, stop drinking so much coffee, reconcile your differences with coworkers, take a Master Class with Mariah Carey, see the doctor about that thing on your rectum, etc. etc. blah blah blah.
None of those things have happened. The world is not post-virus, the cinemas are full of superhero movies, you can’t sit down in public because you have to sit on your stomach, and YOUR ONLY FRIEND IS A [PET TYPE] NAMED [PET’S NAME, PROBABLY LUCY].
2022 IS JUST MORE OF THE SAME SHIT.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
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