This. Over and over and over again. It’s like manna for PTSD up in here.
This. Over and over and over again. It’s like manna for PTSD up in here.
I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.
I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.