ya she knows they’re lame excuses but still….
after my first year at college I had to go to a therapist for exactly this reason.
You had to see a therapist because of meteorites? ;P
After five years of therapy for it, I’m ready to just take the damn drugs so I can know what it’s like for normal people to just…. live.
Group hug? That cut close…
If the meteorite missed and only injured her, it wouldn’t be a big deal, because the money she’d make selling the thing would probably buy her a new apartment.
Like looking in a mirror, I say!
this comic (as a whole, not just this one) makes me feel so very very well balanced… thanks mom?
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ya she knows they’re lame excuses but still….
after my first year at college I had to go to a therapist for exactly this reason.
You had to see a therapist because of meteorites? ;P
After five years of therapy for it, I’m ready to just take the damn drugs so I can know what it’s like for normal people to just…. live.
Group hug? That cut close…
If the meteorite missed and only injured her, it wouldn’t be a big deal, because the money she’d make selling the thing would probably buy her a new apartment.
Like looking in a mirror, I say!
this comic (as a whole, not just this one) makes me feel so very very well balanced… thanks mom?