reignited a dysfunctional short-lived romance this week because, well, last year everyone else got to do a Brat Summer and i know i'm late to that party but...why not me??
why not me, i say!?!
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i have more sincere, less glib/less silly thoughts & feelings on this journalpost but those are my private thoughts for me and my friends no for public consumption
final death to the DEA post for the month
but the 50 dollar dystopian med finder service did find my lock-in pills super fast. idk if their efficacy varies region to region and they're of course a monstrous business model that shouldn't exist, but next time there's a shortage i'll probably swallow my pride and shell out the $$ again, it's not nothing to me but i can afford it, worth it to save all that awful stress i felt. shit sucks though, we really should not have to resort to this, medicating adhd is a very fun intersection of the evils of private healthcare and the evils of the war on drugs.