You’ve Been Pouring Juice Wrong
what the fuck
I need to rethink life
the single lyric “i could do without a tan on my left hand where my fourth finger meets my knuckle” deserves its own grammy
you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
Hey friends, this is a symptom of anxiety.