i was a different person on the DDR machine. i was great. now i have morton’s neroma, and fear having to put titanium arches in the ball’s of my feet, or getting nerve scrapings to be able to walk without feeling like that exposed nerve meme. i miss the dancing though

i don’t understand? like you mean, pound 1.5 5 hour energies every other night? or like, take a bunch of naps during lunch or break times? or getting an idea in your head so powerful that you must go three days working on it unit you colapse on the surprisingly soft carpet at yhe front door and watering up 6 hours later?

i counter that with a, ‘What do you mean get a good nights sleep for a week?

nah i just initiate password recovery everytime i need to log in.