September is here and I'm not singing "Wake Me Up When September Ends", because: HOLY SHIT!, it's September already. I'm freaking out. What the hell am I doing with my life?
September. The 9th month. Which means I've just missed nine months doing what exactly? I don't know the answer.
It's that time of the year when I start to lose my mind, but do I do anything to help it? Not sure. Every year is the same drama.
Time is this wibbly wobbly and it's running out.
My life ending,
one
minute
at
a
time.
Oh dear.
Ok. So I'll be here, waiting for this BIG plot-twist.
Hope I do something about it.
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