No longer do I care if I can achieve the 40-hour week. In fact, my dream, quite literally, is to one day become an ambition-less ant, my sleep-cycle in shambles, my life-force being sucked away, and my belly full of chocolate.
oh fuck *falls back into old habits* *screen fades to black* *level loading* TIP: your belief that you are incapable of changing for the better will become a self fulfilling prophecy if left unchallenged