Adulthood is like the vet and we’re all dogs that were excited for the car ride until we realized where we’re going oh shit

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1. And when we get there, someone shoves something up your ass, feels you up in a not-funtime-way, then sticks needles in you “for your own good.” Not even doggie treats when we get home, oh wait, we’re supposed to make our own home now…