So I am writing this the next morning, because I felt like literal death when I got home last night. I’m running a slight fever and it hurts to swallow. I asked Super Adult if he had an STD, but he doesn’t. He also isn’t really talking to me rn I guess because of work. I’m dying. I have accepted death. I’m going to the doctor today instead of work, even though I can’t really afford it. Goodnight.
Here's a copy and pasted version of my tinder bio: Recent psychology graduate who works with 7th and 8th graders, loves long drives, can watch scary movies for house (but really any movies), wants to travel everywhere. Also love reading and gaming (PC, xBox, and tabletop). I also have a relationship with food, so I hope you're okay with that.